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    "It's Nasty (Genius of Love)" Lyrics

    Grandmaster Melle Mel

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    Ladies and gentlemen
    It's now the time
    For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's!

    We're coming, we're coming, we're coming

    Ooooh! Haha, woooohh!
    Aiyyy mami I want to get nasty wit you baby, ahahahaha
    Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda, ahahahaha!

    We want to rock, YOU!
    We're the kings of swing
    And we're chosen to rule
    The deans of clean inside the cool school
    We're the chiefs of relief
    Contained by wild beasts
    The finesse of the West, the masterpiece of the East
    Hah, the boss of course
    As the lord of our fort
    The ones with the platinum vocal chords
    We're the science of desire
    With a magical mic
    The monarch of the dark in the night alright
    We advertise
    And specialize
    In the exercise and we'll energize
    The young ladies thighs
    Cause all the fly guys
    Nature's to rise right before their eyes
    We're the Earl of the world
    And the Air of flair
    The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire
    Got fine, drink wine
    Can dance and dine
    Got a first class female oh so fine

    Hey baby, whatever you doin right girl
    I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing
    and I want you swingin it swingin it swingin
    Tell me how now
    Like dy-na-might before it blows
    Who needs a band when the beat just goes boom!

    He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster
    We're the Furious, serious, and ever so mysterious
    Five that's rockin the house

    And everybody say PLAY (PLAY)
    Say PLAY (PLAY) well OK!

    Ho! Everybody see'mon!
    Woo! Now now! Uhh!

    People call me crazy, people call me sneak
    Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe
    I am coming over, to your house tonight
    I promise to you baby, that I'll do you right, I'm nasty!

    I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (shake your booty)
    I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (we want to rock you)
    Just let us rock, you!

    Watch your girl and watch your wife
    I got the kiss of death, to touch your life
    Cause I am the man they call Scorpio
    I like fly girls that don't say no

    Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight
    Don't you worry bout a thing Raheem'll do you right
    I'm a mint that's fresh huh, a woman's pet
    There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get

    In the history books or the picture show
    It's the golden voice on your radio
    I'm the rapper never printed voice is solid gold
    I'm playin the role, they call me Kid Creole

    And I'm the, the Romeo, of the nasty show
    All the ladies in the place, to my house we go
    Freakin in the den just to make you move
    Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove

    As DJ Flash, cuts so mean
    That he want to know your favorite jean
    Is it Jordache? (NO!) Gloria Vanderbilt? (NO!)
    Maybe it's Sassoon? (NO!) How about Sergio? (I DON'T CARE!)
    Could it be Calvin Klein? (NO!) Then what is it? (?????)

    Back to the bridge y'all

    Everybody, shake your body
    Keep movin and groovin and screamin and shoutin
    and helpin us turn it out

    Is everybody sayin play? (PLAY!)
    Say play! (PLAY!) Well OK!

    Alright, woo!
    Everybody get up!
    Oooooeee, yeah!

    People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong
    They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song
    It's nasty!

    I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha!
    Just let us rock, you!

    Got waterbed sets in my limousine
    And everytime I'm seen I got to be clean
    I tour around the world, to make the people dance
    And here's a little message for the ladies in France
    ?Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle?
    ?Done wa sing, done marseis?
    ?Done wa rik no dees!?

    I'm seein this girl that I just adore
    I'm seein this girl that what I never saw before
    The way she was swaying and doing the swing
    I had to let her know just about my thing
    I'm the M, are, N E-Double S
    Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test
    and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest
    I keep on it, until you start to fess

    Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask
    I bet you can't think of a greater task
    I make my light shine on your cloudy days
    You can surf if you want to, on my waves
    I caress your soft body on those mellow nights
    A continuous thing, to the morning light
    It's reality, it's not a dream
    It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem

    Now it's my turn so understand
    That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man
    I don't, have a lot of women hangin on my steez
    Only one fine lady that you better believe
    I say Annette's her name, and that's the truth
    I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose
    It's just her, and that's simple and plain
    And that's the only way I run my game

    Well I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy
    I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
    Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree
    On top of the world for the ladies to see
    Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot
    Gonna make everybody want to rock rock rock
    Gonna do it to the East, want to do it to the West
    Gonna make you relax right upon your chest

    Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able
    He's the king of the cuts on two turntables
    He's the GRAND, GRAND, the master man
    He's so nice with his hands he don't need no band
    Rocks 45's, and 33's
    Rocks boys men women and young ladies
    He can slice so precise it's almost fun
    And he makes better love than a mick makes money

    Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick
    Slick Rick, Slick Rick (ha ha hah hah hah), hooooooo-ho!!

    (lots of varied conversation to the end, at least one mention of Bob Marley)
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Tina Weymouth, Christopher Frantz, Steven J.C. Stanley, Adrian Belew.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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