Nasty Dog E

Kitty Cat, kitty cat, run, run, run, run. I'm the dog in the Benz with the big Chrome guns. Lookin' for a coochie papa. Hot mama, big dog, big game, no drama. Never make babies, can't get rabies. Naked head hittin' is crazy. Don't wanna catch a little kitty lookin' oh so Tough. Bring hot water 'cause I might get stuck. Ooh, wanna slide up in Cosmo 'cause my lyrical Content is gondo. Stickin' to the mind of the critics, but I'm Still with it. Dogs gotta get it. Bow wow is the sound of the hound. With a C-Town cry, I sniff around 'til I Pin cats down. They like to run up trees, But I can bring 'em back down with a Jingle of my car keys. Most menace dogs and most dogs is nasty. I can't let a cat run past me. Watch your skirt when you're walkin' through the Mall 'cause I ain't nothin' but a nasty dog. Dog. Nothin' but a nasty dog. Look. What you want? Can Mix come out to play? Nasty bitch. So I'm back, puttin' black kitty cats On their backs. Big Macs never lag on wax. I'm a low down dog that just stepped up And other dogs wanna flex up. I ain't tryna be the best rapper, just a Big macker. So sit on down and watch the Bank stacker. Oh, brother. It still ain't easy, G, but this dog's up In me. So I'ma chase that cat 'til I Can't chase no mo'. There she goes in a Drop top Bronco. What's up with your car, sweetie? Come on down and jump in the black 'Ghini. Another brother tryna diss sayin' Mix ain't down. Oh no, hot sauce in my dog chow. Another brother can't see me, but he wants to Be me. I'm layin' these thangs on 'em freely. Now you got fo'-fo' chromes takin' land on your Dome and get your mangy ass on. Back to the kitty 'cause she's kinda pretty. I can't stop lookin' at her t-t-t-t-face. Me and cat mama rolled into the distant fog. Little does she know I'm a nasty dog. You know what I'm Rottin', triflin' old dog. You might just be my dog. I'm slangin' that game like it ain't jack. I seen a straight black cat, but she won't Look back. Rollin' this Viper, tryna entice her. Don't need to front, but I like to stop. Big mean attitude, fightin' over who pulls up. Two dogs in a sports car playin' old cuts, Turned down the James Brown. I said, "What's up, girl?" But she still won't Turn around. Attitude. What up? Attitude. What's When the girls are playin' and rollin', what Do we do? Call 'em stuck up. Now we're both tryna front like we don't care. Whip a U-turn to get a quick stare. But the face was hurtin'. Girl grill was tore up, mustache wasn't workin'. Grandma little face with a 'Nam ass body. Mack definitely didn't want this hottie. Flashbacks of the cryin' game. I hate to see any parts of that prune Tang. Usually I'm quick to mack, But that's roadkill. Back it up, black. Quiz it to gizz it with the quick hizzits. Squeeze it to zeezit, it's hard for me to Leave it. Not sexist, just sexy with my dialogue. 'Cause I'm a nasty... Snapping and barking and biting. Dog. Snapping and barking and biting. Snap, snap, snapping and barking and biting. Snap, snapping and barking and biting. 'Cause I'm a nasty dog. Look. Dog. Nasty dog. dog. Oh, brother. brother. Nasty dog. Oh, brother. Oh, brother. Oh, brother. Nasty Dog.