Nasty C – I Love You Lyrics | Full official mp3 lyrics

Nasty C – I Love You Lyrics

She wanna get geeked and dance, dance, dance

I’m talkin’ about hips and feet

Been hittin’ these streets, just cabs, cabs, cabs

I’m talkin’ about chips and treats

Gettin’ no sleep, just bags, bags, bags

‘Cause none of this shit come cheap

This life is too sweet and fast, fast, fast, fast, fast

Yeah, tryna get by

Marijuana, she gotta get high

Fucked for a hour, she gotta go cry

And then I looked deep in her eyes and told a good lie

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

This gyal no dey tire

She’s always chasin’ the fire

If you’re sellin’ dreams, she a buyer

She’ll jack you off like you’re changin’ a tyre, tyre

Callin’ me daddy, ’cause hers is a naaier

Holdin’ me tight as a plier

The search for affection is dire

The industry messed with her wires

It’s ’cause of the hoes she admire

I would tell her the streets don\t love her

But i don\t wanna preach to the choir

She\s swingin’ from liar to liar

Swingin’ like Tobey Maguire

She’s a beautiful person at heart but shorty\s a ugly crier

She wanna get geeked and dance, dance, dance

I’m talkin’ about hips and feet

Been hittin’ these streets, just cabs, cabs, cabs

I’m talkin’ about chips and treats

Gettin’ no sleep, just bags, bags, bags

‘Cause none of this shit come cheap

This life is too sweet and fast, fast, fast, fast, fast

Yeah, tryna get by

Marijuana, she gotta get high

Fucked for a hour, she gotta go cry

And then I looked deep in her eyes and told a good lie

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

One strike, one strike (Strike)

Two strike, three strike (Strike)

She doesn’t know what’s good for her

She just knows what she like

She just lives for the light

She just lives for the night

Is she wrong, is she right?

It’s her choice, it’s her right

She’s so sweet, so polite

If it’s worth a fight, it’s on sight

You fuck with Michaela

She’ll go from Michaela to Mike

And she twerk with a sheisty

It’s a little weird, but enticin’

And i like it

She got all the traits of a pisces

But her lifestyle’s too dicey

She wanna get geeked and dance, dance, dance

I’m talkin’ about hips and feet

Been hittin’ these streets, just cabs, cabs, cabs

I’m talkin’ about chips and treats

Gettin’ no sleep, just bags, bags, bags

‘Cause none of this shit come cheap

This life is too sweet and fast, fast, fast, fast, fast

Yeah, tryna get by

Marijuana, she gotta get high

Fucked for a hour, she gotta go cry

And then I looked deep in her eyes and told a good lie

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)

I love you