Nasty C - I Lie lyrics

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Nasty C - I Lie lyrics

My n***a You good? Yeah I'm good man, I'm good Yo I'm doing this song dawg, it's titled 'I Lie' It's like a love... I'm doing this song and I need you on the song I will email it I got like a hook I need you on the verse Ayt [Nasty C:] I'm sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is We can netflix and smoke a dooby I smoke that sh** that smell like someone farted Look at what you, look at what you started I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is Look at what you , look at what you started I swear, I like that a** is the softest I lie, I lie, I lie I lie, I lie, I lie [Tshego:] OK across my heart that's on my life I never lie, girl I never lie That's suicide, suicide yeah That's not what I meant when I said, "You're my do or die" You got the juice but I'll get you wet though Make that a** bounce like a cheque do' You owe me come cancel your debt Your p**y is sick like it made it me sneeze Girl you're blessed We connect like two keys Hear me on the news, yeah that new sh** Nah nah girl you ain't being foolish No gun we can shoot this I swear Ghetto Cupid made me do it [Nasty C:] I'm sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is We can netflix and smoke a dooby I smoke that sh** that smell like someone farted Look at what you, look at what you started I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is Look at what you , look at what you started I swear, I like that a** is the softest I lie, I lie, I lie I lie, I lie, I lie Role playing Name calling When I was young pops Told me son, "If it's a spade, it's a spade call it" So I call this 'untied strings' I call you my sidepiece I call you around three in the morning And try to sneak out, to take the D route And pray I help you shake the sleep out And bring the freak out before I even knock to make some of the neighbours peak out I blame ganja 'cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey I promise if I roll a joint then we roll on the floor And you won't let me wait till me bo*er get sore Better yet, when I open leave the clothes at the door Let's f** the sh** out each other then we work on our flaws Role playing and name calling Pole dancing and more name calling No hands and more brain swapping (sh**) More hands and more strange barking More of the s**ing it That's what you're texting me I know you got what you needed but sh** don't mention it I thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me He said that, "You want a woman that's infamous, when you're real famous" I guess it's true, I guess it really is I guess its you, I mess with you And sh** I'll probably mess this up 'cause I'm expected to But that a** is a blessing and blessings given what blessing's due True