I don't want no nasty girl
I love when I call and she still in class
Or just chillin' on the block, on a crate for hours
Later on she gon hook up spaghetti
She's a good, good, good, good girl
She's a good, good, good, good girl
Orange juice and the newspaper over the clips
She look so good that the chicken heads can't hate her
Even though she look real ill in the Gucci
She's a good, good, good, good girl
How she fit me in her schedule, I love her for that
Or hang wit no dames, I love her for that
Waking up to the turkey bacon over the grits
I need a
I don't want no nasty girl
I don't want no nasty girl
I don't let her give me brain I just let her give me knowledge
She ain't worried 'bout Herm S shit she got it already
Rims so big they leave dents in the highway
She got mad dough, I love her for that
This Jadakiss and Timbaland
Attitude, reflex leadership
She's a good, good, good, good girl
She's a good girl, I love her for that
Everything else is straight though other than that
Such a real fine lady and a lucky girl
Such a real fine lady and a lucky girl
Then she asked could she borrow the Chevy
And I don't want no nasty girl
I told her roll for dolo, leave the chicks
And she like making love by the lake for hours
She be coming through in the new Cadillac Escalade on twinkies
I could zoom in the Jag
I don't want no nasty girl
Wit the see-through roof, oof
Now you might catch her in Amilio Puchi
Her moms is cool, I think her lil' brother a rat
And you know ya man Jada shoot through the hood
G-class 5, the seats go sideways
She shake it up in the club when I'm over them hips
Ma got a perfect face, brilliant ass
I don't want no nasty girl
I'ma show you the kiss of life sorta like Sade
Still make her hop out and cop me a Dutch, a vanilla one
My good girl ride wit me
I don't want no nasty girl
Such a real fine lady and a lucky girl
'Cause I don't want no nasty girl
And the sex is incredible, I love her for that
I sped off in the joint like it's Raspy's world
She going shopping need room for the bags
I need a good girl
She said she knew about the game 'cause her father was heavy
Her hands and her feet look like a mill in cash
Instead of down in Bloomingdales stealing bags
Taught her how to murda the highway
Such a real fine lady and a lucky girl
Since she a good girl that attend college
Put her up on mean shoes like Roberto Cavale`
She take over the wheel everytime I pull over to piss
This is Raspy's world
She don't play no games, I love her for that
Ever seen a dime? She a hell-a one
Eyes all chinky
I don't want no nasty girl