Nasty Shit

Yeah, what's up?
 This is P-Flake
 Comin' out with the rawness
 '09, yeah
 Sex Sex Sex
 What's next what's next?
 I like to pump it hard with the solar plex-ux
 We in the club if you wanna chat cuz
 And roll loud in the hyprid lexus
 After a long night baby, take ya to breakfast
 Blueberry pancakes with all of the extras
 Turkey Bacon siz liz sippin' on frescas
 Make you cum under the table twice
 Doc props, the cyclops, with the eyedrops
 To relieve your inner visions so you lose your inhibitions
 Ever loved fallopian kaleidoscope utopia cornocopia of flava, orgasmic behavior
 Imma tongue gets me thrung(?) I'm your sexual savior
 spent a menta(?) my dollars on a hundred sex scholars
 get your higher than keyas(?) plus 10, 000 ravers
 when natural ecstasy my natural aura is 31 flavors.
 Tell them the dutch man have another expedition
 Gonna rock my boat to the sound of new addition
 Candy man
 I'm a handyman
 When I do it on the beach, I'm a sandy man
 I'm a randy man, been to denver and japan
 Where I battle all my people cause I understand
 All the people love the one love all the cuisines
 Plus every kind of crusher girly's magazines and that's-
 Nasty shit, yeah nasty shit
 It ain't no low brow or classy shit
 It's more like a feelin' that you have to get
 Turn an ice cold night into passionite
 You want nasty shit? Yeah nasty shit?
 Cruise 'round your neighborhood go blastin' it
 No it ain't no gold tone or brassy shit
 It's just 24-carat nasty shit
 With my velvet cloak, mirrors and smoke
 I don't walk into a party baby-doll, I float.
 Levitatin' is great when my lungs are inflatin'
 With the rhymes I be statin' that be lubracatin'
 Makin' the flow smoothe we improve with the motion
 It's the secret ingredient to all of my potions
 Girl you sippin' devotion flavor it ain't artificial
 Tastes just like the ocean splashin' from my love missle
 Let me tell a little story about a year ago
 Went to the movies, sat in the front row
 saw a fly little lady lookin' 'round with a frown
 Said 'here there cutie, why don't ya sit down?'
 Right next to me, that's a recipe, for some quality time, my specialty.
 With some almond m+m's and then red vines, and it made conversation a real good times.
 Plus a large popcorn, please don't say no, she reached for my cornols and she touched my WOO!
 Got thrown out the theater right after it, when that girl started screamin' lotta nasty shit.
 When I rolled in the town in the pope-mobile
 Gonna flip that P to a dope-mobile
 See I don't mac wack wheels that lack appeal
 Fuck that, I'll ride around in the batmobile
 Not hummer stunner that you peeked last summer
 But the one from the tv show that's way more dumber
 Out of control is how I roll, with bat girl and cat woman slidin' down my pole
 Doin' nasty shit, yeah nasty shit
 It ain't no low brow or classy shit
 It's more like a feelin' that you have to get
 Turn an ice cold night into passionite
 With that nasty shit, Yeah nasty shit.
 Cruise 'round your neighborhood go blastin' it
 It ain't no gold tone or brassy shit
 It's just certified genuine nasty shit
 If you get in a rut that's repetitive static
 Take it to a new place that ain't automatic
 Drawings, finger paints that's pornographic
 Erotic recipes could drive her bat shit
 Take your pick of the sex toys french tickler butt plug nipple clamps and cuffs in particular
 Trip something in the brain yea I'm going insane they go from plain jane to rockin' ya like a hurricane
 Said you like french kissin'?
 Well listen
 Take it to the next level, step to some pissin'
 ain't nothin' like the power of a golden shower
 Imma get my girl for like a half hour, just drink this soda that was made to order
 Three extra larges and two king cobras outta do it, now let's get to it, got my shower cap on. Flow with that fluid!
 I said rudy, tudy, gotta get that booty of another fly cutie and do my dutie.
 That gluteus maximus got me asking this fly specimen does she mind me waxing this bug for a moment.
 Imma glaze her doughnut, sound kinda dope now, not wack no doughnut P-flake
 Always love the butts on womens with the titties and the tushies that's how I'm livin'
 With nasty shit, yeah nasty shit
 It ain't no low brow or classy shit
 It's more like a feelin' that you have to get
 Turn an ice cold night into passionite
 You want nasty shit? Yeah nasty shit.
 Cruise 'round your neighborhood go blastin' it
 No it ain't no gold tone or brassy shit
 It's just certified 24-carat nasty shit