เนื้อเพลง I Lie - Nasty C

My n*gga
You good?
Yeah I'm good man, I'm good
Yo I'm doing this song dawg, it's titled 'I Lie'
It's like a love...
I'm doing this song and I need you on the song
I will email it
I got like a hook
I need you on the verse
Ayt

[Nasty C:]
I'm sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid
Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is
We can netflix and smoke a dooby
I smoke that sh*t that smell like someone farted
Look at what you, look at what you started
I swear, I love my d*ck as hard as a heart is
Look at what you , look at what you started
I swear, I like that ass is the softest
I lie, I lie, I lie
I lie, I lie, I lie

[Tshego:]
OK across my heart that's on my life
I never lie, girl I never lie
That's suicide, suicide yeah
That's not what I meant when I said, "You're my do or die"
You got the juice but I'll get you wet though
Make that ass bounce like a cheque do'
You owe me come cancel your debt
Your p*ssy is sick like it made it me sneeze
Girl you're blessed
We connect like two keys
Hear me on the news, yeah that new sh*t
Nah nah girl you ain't being foolish
No gun we can shoot this
I swear Ghetto Cupid made me do it

[Nasty C:]
I'm sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid
Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is
We can netflix and smoke a dooby
I smoke that sh*t that smell like someone farted
Look at what you, look at what you started
I swear, I love my d*ck as hard as a heart is
Look at what you , look at what you started
I swear, I like that ass is the softest
I lie, I lie, I lie
I lie, I lie, I lie

Role playing
Name calling
When I was young pops
Told me son, "If it's a spade, it's a spade call it"
So I call this 'untied strings'
I call you my sidepiece
I call you around three in the morning
And try to sneak out, to take the D route
And pray I help you shake the sleep out
And bring the freak out before I even knock to make some of the neighbours peak out
I blame ganja 'cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey

I promise if I roll a joint then we roll on the floor
And you won't let me wait till me boner get sore
Better yet, when I open leave the clothes at the door
Let's f*ck the sh*t out each other then we work on our flaws
Role playing and name calling
Pole dancing and more name calling
No hands and more brain swapping (sh*t)
More hands and more strange barking
More of the sexing it
That's what you're texting me
I know you got what you needed but sh*t don't mention it
I thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me
He said that, "You want a woman that's infamous, when you're real famous"
I guess it's true, I guess it really is
I guess its you, I mess with you
And sh*t I'll probably mess this up 'cause I'm expected to
But that ass is a blessing and blessings given what blessing's due
True