Can I live 'til my last day Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Yo what's beef to you, three niggas with hoodies and bats That ain't shit compared to one small cat with gats

I'm a bad boy I'm a bad, bad boy 'Cause I'm a bad boy To be a bad, bad boy I found all the good ways When it's nasty And you know that it hurts They call me bad There are the good ways

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

Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson Are you nasty? Out the back door goddamn but I love her anyway Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning? Are you nasty, are you nasty? I love her anyway (Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark)

I just want to get freaky baby You want me to do what? What are those? You want me to stick those in what? What is on your nasty mind? (Nasty mind, nasty mind) Don't you want to get fucked from behind? (From behind, from behind)

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