9.5.-N.A.S.T.Y

Lyrics
One woman down my street Is too hot for the average man Hard to handle, a fire in her eye Wants the hot rocks right in her hand I know she's burning hot with love Oh, come on look and she ain't fooling And she knows just what it does She gave me a number to make me feel fine Said call me up, baby, it's gonna be 9.5.- n.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please Ooh, no mama's baby, this child She's a killer wrapped in high heel shoes Touch the skin, it burns like fire I don't even care if I'm being used Threw me down and then she tore off my jeans She said, "Come on, baby, I mean business I'm gonna show you what liberated means" Do it to me, baby, I'm losing my mind She called me up, honey, tonight 9.5.- n.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please Ooh, some bad habits are hard to break Like an earthquake coming Ooh, I got to shake, shake, shake 9.5.- n.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please N.a.s.t.y You're everything I need 'Cause I want what you're giving I'm yours to do with what you please
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Credits
- Writers
- Blackie Lawless
- Christopher John Holmes