Tonalité : E major
Verse 1
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
D
C
take them panties to the ground
D
C
D
Yeah, her body lookin' right though
Let me see you movin' around
like a cyclone
With racks on racks,
I make her flip like flipper
Is that your wife with her hands
on my zipper?
Woah, did I do that?
Em
Now back it up on me cause it is so phat
D
No toy but I'm like a figure
trying to get action
Once I get her in the bedroom,
air she gasping
Let me see you break it down
Em
I wanna hear them freaky sounds
D
It's something about the way you move
I'm messing with you so I
Em
just can't lose
D
I'mma call you U -Haul the
way you move that
Lickin' your lips, love, when you do that
She says she a freak,
she like whips and chains
She a wild lil' beast that can't be tamed
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
take them panties to the ground
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see them on the ground
D
See I was staring at your booty,
knew you was a cutie
Trill like Mountain Dew,
baby, you can do me
Yeah, getting freaky on the iPhone
Take you to the hotel,
Em
we can do it all night long
D
Can't you see you got me jockin'?
Drop -joppin' baby,
once a pussy gets a poppin'
Slow motion, let me shoot it like a movie
Em
Bend over, let me whip it like Poodie Tank,
D
lil' mama does her thang
And you know she like a hood girl,
cause she bangin'
I'm in the club,
spendin' money like a real baller
Who the fuck is that, but I'm not a dollar
They jockin' on my swag,
they wanna swallow
And I only want you,
but these other bitches tryna holla
They on my Twitter,
and they, they press follow
And they blowin' up my phone,
C
cause they want a shot caller
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
take them panties to the ground
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see them on the ground
D
Only visions of your panties
straight droppin'
Call me Fred Flintstone,
straight bed rockin'
I'm tryna peep what's under
there
Victoria's Secret underwear
Em
D
Now my condom on
and I'm ready to bust
Make you straight melt like
ice cream trucks
In the sun, college girls wanna have fun
You know we ain't stoppin' till you done
Dm
You know she got a man
D
so she late night creepin'
Knock a dicker down like
every weekend
Couldn't you hold it in
cause I ain't tryna expose us
I'll open your legs,
make em' part like Moses
Look I'll turn you out like a worn t -shirt
You can drink me down,
watch em' all go slurp
Got you oh so sore when you hit your peak
And no duct tape can fix this leak
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
take them panties to the ground
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
C
let me see you turn around
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see them on the ground
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see you turn around
D
Dm
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
take them panties to the ground
D
Dm
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see you turn around
D
Dm
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
C
let me see them on the ground
D
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
When I bust it, I bust it right,
Em
D
no cash collectin' or half -steppin'
You feel me?
Em
This young soldier, yeah
D
Get nasty, get freaky,
Dm
let me see you turn around
C
D
Ha! This a hit!
Em
We got one Love
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