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C-Murder lyrics Nasty Chick lyrics (C-Murder) Listen up motherfuckers I got a story to tell All you niggas out there holding hands with these motherfuckers street Them motherfuckers behind doors holding meat You might be holding a nasty ass Chorus (2x): Nasty bitch, gonna fuck my boy Now how you gonna fuck my boy That's why I don't love them hoes You can't trust these dog ass hoes Verse: 1 I was in love like a motherfucker with this bitch But uhh, I wasn't doing nothing but making her rich (shit) But damn, she used to played it so cooled I guess she must take C for a fool I swear the sex had my motherfucking mind gone And I was tweeking like a fiend for that heroin And when I put it in, the way that she moaned, made me never ever wanted to leave her alone The back rubs in the hot tubs, watching videos It made me crawl when she took it all down her throat Surprise, shit I hit her with a five karat And later on we can talk about marriage (huh) Ya name tatted on my chest, fuck them other broads We hold hands when we walking through the shopping malls My brother told me V charge it to the game But uhh, listen up, cause it's a motherfucking shame Chorus (2x) Verse: 2 I used to page this girl about ten times a day But after 9, she was hard to find One-of-a-kind, huh, so I was blind with the problems we had Found a number in her purse, said it was her dad I got a phone call from my nigga Jubilee He told me, he saw my girl in the movies With another nigga, nut it wasn't me I said man, you must be tripping, nigga it couldn't be I thought it was love, but I guess the love was gone So then I put up the phone and then I went home Park the car, walked in the door, walked up the stairs And I damn near slipped on her underwear Opened the bedroom door, seen a ho, with a nigga ro, bout to grab my fo-fo, hold Damn, bitch I thought we loved each other Nasty bitch gonna fuck my brother Bitch, get the fuck out my house, pick up your dirty ass draws, get that cum off your chest, and wipe your motherfucking mouth, and get the fuck out, biatch! Fuck you gonna fuck my motherfucking boy Ol' cheesy ass ho I didn't like you anyway Biatch I catch you in the club, I'ma sneak your ass Fuck, nasty bitch Chorus (2x) Other C-Murder lyrics: Intro(Life Or Death) lyrics A 2nd Chance lyrics Constantly in Danger lyrics Don't Play No Games lyrics Show Me Luv lyrics Picture Me lyrics On the Run lyrics Get N Paid lyrics Making Moves lyrics Feel My Pain lyrics Cluckers lyrics Life or Death lyrics Where I'm From lyrics G's and Macks lyrics Riders lyrics Watch Yo Enemies lyrics Dreams lyrics Outro (Life Or Death) lyrics AKickDoe! lyrics Soldiers lyrics Only the Strong Survive lyrics The Truest Shit lyrics Commercial lyrics Duck & Run lyrics Intro lyrics Ghetto Boy lyrics Gangsta Walk lyrics Skit lyrics Livin' Legend lyrics Money Talks lyrics Street Keep Callin lyrics Wballs lyrics Lord Help Us lyrics B****N***** lyrics On My Enemies lyrics Lil Nigga lyrics Murder and Daz lyrics Piano Skit lyrics Dedication lyrics Where We Wanna lyrics Don't Wanna Be Alone lyrics Still Makin' Moves lyrics Can't Hold Me Back lyrics Phone Call lyrics Outro lyrics Ride on Dem Bustas lyrics Closin Down Shop lyrics Like a Jungle lyrics Freedom lyrics I Remember lyrics Intro (Trapped In Crime) lyrics Forever TRU lyrics Concrete Jungle lyrics They Don't Really Know You lyrics How A Thug Like It lyrics Want Beef lyrics Ride lyrics Staring At The Walls lyrics On Da Block lyrics What You Bout lyrics Battlefield lyrics Where Do We Go lyrics NL Iggaz lyrics Too Much Noise lyrics Damned If They Murder Me lyrics Hustlin lyrics That Calliope lyrics Young Thugs lyrics Otis Commercial lyrics Interlude lyrics Thug In Yo Life lyrics Street Thugs lyrics Down For My N's lyrics |