GET NASTY Lyrics

Boss

She call me bossy mad man (madman)

She call me saucy bad man (badman)

And she shake it like some dice

Pon mi gyal, look me in my eyes (huh)

I'm the one shot caller

For many strokes they would pay top dollar

Big ting for ya gyal when you wanna

I just want good vibes no drama

Boss

Say she wanna get nasty

Fat galaxy, felt she walk right past me

Hands up high, like you're calling for a taxi

When we round the olders, just keep it classy

Make da gun sound booyak

Simmer down baby lemme talk to ya

Steady on the grind mind dat moola

Dive in deep, no flop no scuba (boss)

Boss

Ice cold, ice flurry (ice flurry)

Man she's spice, goat curry

Pull up late so your man dont worry (don't)

Put both hands down, six thirty (boss)

And she calling me boss

Take her panties off, straight dripping like Voss (allright)

Get my Randy on, catch a body like Moss (uh)

Sweet like sugar dumpling, no sauce

Booyaka, Booyaka

Booyaka, Booyaka

Booyaka, Booyaka

Booyak

Boss