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"Nasty Pastor" lyrics by SIR MICHAEL ROCKS
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[a.k.a. MIKEY ROCKS]


"Nasty Pastor"


She say she only love me when I'm nasty...
Smash out in traffic, you can catch me...
I'll go change my car out front so we're matching...
She say she only love me when I'm nasty...

My interview's got a budget, the drugs in the budget
The holes in the budget, they twerkin out in public
Man I'm banko from the TP
See that Charles Cosby a order in them cellies
My bitch ain't got no belly
Electricity trippin rollin dope
It's 50-60 foreign hoes
Bitch be wishy while she actin crissy but she goin though
Sippy sippy pourin on the crissy til we pissy
Going bobby, going with me
You can miss me with the golden bro
The gang make the same sir
I'm hoppin on the planes
Some of these bitches come with baggage
And I ain't tryina claim none
I tell em carry on at the same side story
Getting to from a pop star
That's that real top 40, don't stunt
You think it's not doing what you want
I hope you hate a nigga smoke a blunt from the front
For a month I was OT on a row
Getting money, getting shows by the hunids

But she say she only love me when I'm nasty
Smash out in traffic, you can catch me...
I'll go change my car out front so we're matching...
She say she only love me when I'm nasty...

Man, my team concrete solid boy
Bitches on my arm, enjoy
Bustin down them boxes,
Watchin suckas with yo baby mommas
Stop it boy, stop at five
Stop at four, stop it, just stop it
Pull up on that ass and that drop sick
She cute, I give her pipe and like the side of Range Rover seats
I told myself that I would be
The 1, 2 and the 3, the MVP
That's why you dream of me
You're lying through your teeth
If you say I ain't getting buzz,
Where the liquor and the drugs?
Cause being broke comes from taking them bricks
And I ain't selling you a zip if you ain't placing for 8th
It's banko, case closed, crib face in LA
If there was be a goofy time I bet you hate the good lay
It's good sushi, she not a groupie
She raise that ass like the flag and salute me
And when I'm picking up the bag she a boost me
And that's why you make me laugh, you a groupie

She say she only love me when I'm nasty...
Smash out in traffic, you can catch me...
I'll go change my car out front so we're matching...
She say she only love me when I'm nasty...

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