Текст песни GET NASTY - Carson Arkade

Boss
She call me bossy mad man (madman)
She call me saucy bad man (badman)
And she shake it like some dice
Pon mi gyal, look me in my eyes (huh)
I'm the one shot caller
For many strokes they would pay top dollar
Big ting for ya gyal when you wanna
I just want good vibes no drama

Boss
Say she wanna get nasty
Fat galaxy, felt she walk right past me
Hands up high, like you're calling for a taxi
When we round the olders, just keep it classy
Make da gun sound booyak
Simmer down baby lemme talk to ya
Steady on the grind mind dat moola
Dive in deep, no flop no scuba (boss)

Boss
Ice cold, ice flurry (ice flurry)
Man she's spice, goat curry
Pull up late so your man dont worry (don't)
Put both hands down, six thirty (boss)
And she calling me boss
Take her panties off, straight dripping like Voss (allright)
Get my Randy on, catch a body like Moss (uh)
Sweet like sugar dumpling, no sauce

Booyaka, Booyaka
Booyaka, Booyaka
Booyaka, Booyaka
Booyak
Boss