That’s Nasty (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Jon, Pitbull & Lil Scrappy] What! What! (Oh, let's go) (It's the Nasty Beatmakers!) Remix, yeah Pitbull in this bitch Me, it's your boy Lil Jon checking in Scrappy, where my chicos at? (Fat Joe) Let's go! [Hook: Scrabby & Lil Jon] Ven aquí, mami, you know nasty (That's nasty) Ven aquí, mami, you know nasty (That's nasty) Ven aquí, mami, you know nasty (That's nasty) Ven aquí, mami, you know nasty (That's nasty) [Verse 1: Pitbull] Pitbull and Joe Crack on the same track, that's a problem We can get more money than rich, poor and AZ get in Harlem Rob from the rich, give to the poor, welcome to the bottom Where the cocaine in the old school Chevy game is more than a hobby I'm telling you these boys down here are very heavy, mayn Their alphabet is study six O's but really it's a number game A two point-two thang, but look What happen to cuts in Biscayne, there's no escape You gotta be careful, mayn, 'cause jealous one's envy When you're on top, everybody's friendly But you still gotta be ready to cock, aim and squeeze 'Til it's empty, the Lord sent me to do what I'm doing Move how I'm moving, prove when I'm proving It's Cuban they losing, dog, I jam like a TEC and flow like an Uzi Ya tu sabe', if you're hitting on me, me canto madre [?] ahora, dale compadre, camacho, who gonna buy? It's that chico Pitbull with Fat Joe And if y'all don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck [Chorus: Pitbull, Lil Jon] Twenty-fours on my truck (That's nasty) They spin when you stop (That's nasty) You seen that ass mami got (That's nasty) The way she shake it make it drop (That's nasty) Twenty-fours on my truck (That's nasty) They spin when you stop (That's nasty) You seen that ass mami got (That's nasty) The way she shake it make it drop (That's nasty) [Verse 2: Fat Joe] Yeah, yeah, yo, my nigga Khaled told me "Big homie Joey, you need to beat the semen" 'Cause even seeing with them Jeepers, you been seeing all even Thinking we sleeping or slipping, that shit'll never happen My niggas clapping, catching cadabras, laugh like nothing happen True story, we them E-Hollywood true boardies Shoot 'em dead from a distance, call me that dude Rory Loving the champion life, diamonds is dancing night Floss 'til I fall, show you how to push a phantom right Guns and I'm clapping 'em even if I'm platinum Run up in your crib, they was there, so we kidnapping 'em Now we wrapping 'em, slap 'em in that duct tape Forcing your wife to give us some brains, now that's a fuck date Used to tell me Hilfiger nigga, a cross-dresser Faggot MC, that's why I'm prime, all pressure Hoping you crack and Messi Crack That be the day I set 'em straight, see your fitted cap Listen, black, now that's nasty, nigga [Chorus: Pitbull, Lil Jon] Twenty-fours on my truck (That's nasty) They spin when you stop (That's nasty) You seen that ass mami got (That's nasty) The way she shake it make it drop (That's nasty) Twenty-fours on my truck (That's nasty) They spin when you stop (That's nasty) You seen that ass mami got (That's nasty) The way she shake it make it drop (That's nasty) [Verse 3: Pitbull] I know when y'all think of Pit, y'all think big trucks, big rims But oh no, not me, I stay low-key so them boys can't spot me Therefore, they can't watch me, it they can't watch They sure as hell can't stop me, I'm the true to finishing the grind Joe Crack, bet that up for opening doors for chicos like me Now it's perfect timing for me to come through and rip And let y'all know the real on how we get Down-down here, it's deeper than gold grills It's deeper than twenty-fours, it's deeper than spinners All that does is make a hungry nigga wanna eat you for dinner Now witness to come up off that 'caine When they run up with them thangs Give it up, give it up, Dale, what you waiting for, mayn? Down here, ain't nothing sweet, if you got Them thangs in the truck then you better Have that thing under the seat, that real Miami Heat [Chorus: Pitbull, Lil Jon] Twenty-fours on my truck (That's nasty) They spin when you stop (That's nasty) You seen that ass mami got (That's nasty) The way she shake it make it drop (That's nasty) Twenty-fours on my truck (That's nasty) They spin when you stop (That's nasty) You seen that ass mami got (That's nasty) The way she shake it make it drop (That's nasty) [Outro: Pitbull] There's nobody who really wants it, there's nobody (Who really wants it with me?) There's nobody who really wants it, there's nobody (Who really wants it with me?)