I Lie - Nasty C, Tshego

My nigga

You good?

Yeah I’m good man, I’m good

Yo I’m doing this song dawg, it’s titled 'I Lie'

It’s like a love…

I’m doing this song and I need you on the song

I will email it

I got like a hook

I need you on the verse

Ayt

[Hook: Nasty_C)

I’m sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid

Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is

We can netflix and smoke a dooby

I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted

Look at what you, look at what you started

I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is

Look at what you, look at what you started

I swear, I like that ass is the softest

I lie, I lie, I lie

I lie, I lie, I lie

OK across my heart that’s on my life

I never lie, girl I never lie

That’s suicide, suicide yeah

That’s not what I meant when I said, «You're my do or die»

You got the juice but I’ll get you wet though

Make that ass bounce like a cheque do'

You owe me come cancel your debt

Your pussy is sick like it made it me sneeze

Girl you’re blessed

We connect like two keys

Hear me on the news, yeah that new shit

Nah nah girl you ain’t being foolish

No gun we can shoot this

I swear Ghetto Cupid made me do it

[Hook: Nasty_C)

I’m sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid

Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is

We can netflix and smoke a dooby

I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted

Look at what you, look at what you started

I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is

Look at what you, look at what you started

I swear, I like that ass is the softest

I lie, I lie, I lie

I lie, I lie, I lie

Role playing

Name calling

When I was young pops

Told me son, «If it’s a spade, it’s a spade call it»

So I call this 'untied strings'

I call you my sidepiece

I call you around three in the morning

And try to sneak out, to take the D route

And pray I help you shake the sleep out

And bring the freak out before I even knock to make some of the neighbours peak

out

I blame ganja 'cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey

[Verse 3: Nasty_C)

I promise if I roll a joint then we roll on the floor

And you won’t let me wait till me boner get sore

Better yet, when I open leave the clothes at the door

Let’s fuck the shit out each other then we work on our flaws

Role playing and name calling

Pole dancing and more name calling

No hands and more brain swapping (shit)

More hands and more strange barking

More of the sexing it

That’s what you’re texting me

I know you got what you needed but shit don’t mention it

I thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me

He said that, «You want a woman that’s infamous, when you’re real famous»

I guess it’s true, I guess it really is

I guess its you, I mess with you

And shit I’ll probably mess this up 'cause I’m expected to

But that ass is a blessing and blessings given what blessing’s due

True