Let's get crazy Lookin' for some action, want a mean machine Gettin' hot 'n' nasty, climbin' in-between I'm-a rockin' in the mornin' and in the night I'm gonna find a mama makes me feel right Let's get crazy (alright)

Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lalalalalala Lock him up real tight Throw away the key and then Turn off all the lights First we're going to set some bait Inside a nasty trap and wait When he comes a-sniffing

Come on now, honey In between the sheets? Don't you want to live with me? I got nasty habits, I take tea at three Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner Must be hung up for a week My best friend, he shoots water rats And feeds them to his geese Don'cha think

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I I'm in love with your body 'Cause I love the shape of you, mama I wanna put my hands on ya She know I'm tryna open her Body like a bottle, Coca Cola You know mi love when you get nasty I wanna do you in the back seat Seven days sex,

But we don't care People are watching! The way I am touching your body 'Cause we don't care See you droppin' and poppin' Makes me want to keep grinding But we don't care (oh-ooh) See I bet you're nasty When you're on the dance floor

Nasty, Nas the Esco to Escobar Now he is Nastrodamus Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back You want to ball till you fall, I can help you with that You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat

(Booty, booty, booty, booty) I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes Tell her come

It's halftime Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in your area About to cause mass hysteria Before a blunt, I take out my fronts Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer That's like

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie I