Nasty Flow Lyrics

Ben yuh ova

Afta dat come put yuh foot dem pah mi shoulda

Prefer yuh unda mi, di only girl mi cya get ova

Yuh woulda tink mi been a penguin cause mi honestly just happy fi it

Neva dance roun' di ting like ballerina, but mi tap mi feet

Di way yuh mek mi nervous, sweat a run but ano Keith or no Miami Heat

Neva need assist, she can tell yuh, wid dis mi too sick

And I like my women how I like my music

You know I love you with lingerie on

I always clean up first and never take long

Ion ever gotta prep or get my game on

Know when I get back baby, can't nothing stay on

Everything off, why the makeup?

When you know the only face that stays on

Is the face that you make when I taste on

Neck, nipples, lower tummy, inner thighs and the meal that I pray on

I hunt and kill what I prey on

Just devour anything that I take on

You don't like mess so I never came on the face

But the mouth is the place that I rain on

Rain in, rather

Used to sleep on me, now I'm just to lay on

After playing with the pussy, ion play with ya heart

That's the only way to play wrong

And that's nothing to debate on

Love the look you gimme when the tool is placed on

Say you want it now but I ain't never said to wait on

Wetter than the seven seas when I sail on

Body in water but ain't talking bout a lake pond

I'm the plumber with the pipe you like to drain on

In deep, face to face, with my gaze on

Telling you, you're a 10 and it don't matter what the scale's on

Hot nigga, check my tan like the sun got sprayed on

Ben yuh ova

Afta dat come put yuh foot dem pah mi shoulda

Prefer yuh unda mi, di only girl mi cya get ova

Yuh woulda tink mi been a penguin cause mi honestly just happy fi it

Neva dance roun' di ting like ballerina, but mi tap mi feet

Di way yuh mek mi nervous, sweat a run but ano Keith or no Miami Heat

Neva need assist, she can tell yuh, wid dis mi too sick

And I like my women how I like my music

Ass up, now it's got a heart shape form

Here's something to run away from

No days off, it's a day on

Yeah the S on my chest is for sex, I'm heroic with my cape on

Yeah

I see right through to you

I know you wish that I could glue to you

On top of you where you wish that I was taped on

Best I've ever had, like we put some Drake on

Or Naked Sex Playlist, or any song from a sex mixtape on

Backseat, where I had you getting laid on

Car on, need the AC to remain on

And you blew my mind like napalm

This the reason I get jelly like napalm

Should've gotten a record of it like napalm

Had a hoodie on, just like Trayvon

Made you strip, not cuts from bacon

Went ham, still not referring to bacon

Reminisce when I get lonely like Akon

And we stay strong

While I make your legs weak, pin you down

You would think I'm tryna break arms

Yeah