Nasty Boy

[Notorious B.I.G. conversating with someone]<br>Yeahh, worrd<br>I remember I met this one bitch<br>Cause you know me I don`t see how I`m the nasty motherfucker<br>I just thought I thought I`da did anything in the world (yeh?)<br>I meets this one bitch, I comes up in the spot, or whatever<br>The bitch got the candles lit or whatever, so<br>She tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever<br>So I`m like WHASSUP whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin<br>I`m read to wear it out or whatever (kssss)<br>The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her! (*laughing*)<br>Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit?<br>I mean I might shit on you after I, hit it I won`t call you no more<br>Shit on you like that (*more laughing*)<br>She talkin about no she want me to cock over her<br>And shit, on her stomach! (*laughing through his teeth*)<br>I said bitch what the, what the fuck??<br>What the fuck I`m sposed to do after I after I shit on her<br>I`m sposed to hit that after that?<br>She`s just wilding out so after I shits on the bitch right<br>(*both start laughing*)<br>Ya know I shit, after I shits on the bitch<br>The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever<br>(Ohhh shit!)<br><br>[Puff Daddy] Come on, yeah (repeat 10X)<br><br>Uhh, I go, on and on and on and<br>then take her to the crib and let your bone in<br>Easy, call em on the phone and<br>platinum Chanel cologne and<br>I stay, dressed, to impress<br>Spark these bitches interest<br>Sex is all I expect<br>if they watch TV in the Lex, they know<br>They know, quarter past fo`<br>Left the club tipsy, say no mo`<br>except how I`m gettin home, tomorrow<br>Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uhh<br>Back of my mind I hope she swallow (uh-huh)<br>Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows<br>Reach the gate, hungry just ate<br>Riffin, she got to be to work by eight<br>This must mean she ain`t tryin to wait<br>Conversate, sex on the first date I state<br>"You know what you do to me"<br>She starts, "Well but I don`t usually"<br>then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt<br>Step out, show me what you all about<br>Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse<br>Pull your G-string down South, aoowww<br>Threw that back out, in the parking lot<br>By a Cherokee and a green drop-top<br>And I don`t stop, until I screw<br>Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>I remember we, went to Tennessee<br>Then we came home, mad messages was on my phone<br>Bitch named Symone<br>Screamin, she feenin, for the semen<br>Me bein, the man that I am<br>Took it to her condo, pronto<br>Half indian, I called her Tonto<br>Roll the chron`chron` in the dark pronto<br>Few puffs, eyes got low<br>and off to the bedroom we go (*mmmmmm*)<br>Sex is drama, head to trauma<br>Rip pajamas, I`ma stay `til tomorrow<br>Satisfyin all my needs twice<br>With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice<br>The bitch is nice, word is bond<br>Can`t wait to put my niggaz on, what, what?<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>Ladies, my Mercedes<br>Hold fo` in the back, two if it`s fat<br>Keep a gat, cause cats, try to test me<br>They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley<br>Let`s see, the bitch I`m waitin on<br>Gaudy years teens look like they painted on<br>Ask thee, leave it up to me<br>Lay her on back ever so gently<br>She like the way the dope fold up, Rolls roll up<br>Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up<br>Hold up, there`s DeGenero<br>Dripped out, iceberg Capero<br>Intro goes without speaking<br>Call me Caese cause I keep em, we can go freakin<br>all weekend, so, roll in<br>Ain`t it good that my Lex keeps foldin? Uhh<br><br>[Chorus]