Make It Nasty (Mixtape) lyrics
by Tyga
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Drop drop it on a b*tch, make it nasty
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Pop pop it on a b*tch, make it nasty
Uhhh. Yeah b*tch Make it Nasty
Tongue down her throat
While the other b*tch gaggin
Bottles in the basket
Pills in the plastic
She gone do drugs, but we don't do acid
f*ckin on the mattress, hit a bed spring
Ain't nothin better, it's the best thing
Gotta China b*tch, straight from Beijing
pus*y so tight, all she do is scream
Oh, bend it over, make you touch your toes
I like how she merry-go-round round the pole
Pose, ha, open, close
I like when my b*tches don't wear no clothes
It's hot up in this mother f*cker, r-r-reload
Gangstas in this mother f*cker
We got it sold
T-T-T -Raww, when I walk in the door
b*tches they know, yeah, b*tches they know. Ha
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Drop drop it on a b*tch, make it nasty
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Pop pop it on a b*tch, make it nasty [x2]
Uhh, Yeah n*gga Ima star
Stacks on black, you could use the black car
Pull-up, hop out, Valet the car
'Bout to go big, got b*tches galore
Tippin' on the shh, then she drop it to the floor
I like blowjobs, she could be my employer
(back it up) Then I put it in her backdoor
Now it lights out, l-lights out, like Roy
Jones Junior, T-Raww the ruler
Slicker than a Gold patch, gold chain Cuban
Rope, till it's bruising, di*k on punte'
Gimmie gimmie chocha, Kill it like OJ
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Drop drop it on a b*tch, make it nasty
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Pop pop it on a b*tch, make it nasty [x2]
Tap tap tap that ass make it nasty [x3] Clap clap clap that ass make it nasty
Tap tap tap that ass make it nasty [x3] Clap clap clap that ass make it nasty
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Drop drop it on a b*tch, make it nasty
Make it nasty, make it nasty
Pop pop it on a b*tch, make it nasty [x2]