It's Nasty (Genius of Love) - Grandmaster Flash, The Furious Five

We’re coming, we’re coming, we’re coming

We’re coming, we’re coming, we’re coming

We’re coming, we’re coming, we’re coming

WE’RE HERE

Aiyyy mami I wanna get nasty wit you baby

Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda

Touch it there

We wanna 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 debonair

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 (Here comes the bridge), and keep on shakin'

that thing

And I want you, swingin' it swingin' it swingin'

Tell me how now

Like dynamite 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 c’mon

Woo!

Now, now!

Uh

People call me crazy, people call me sneak

Just because I’m nasty, they call me a freak, hi, hi

I am coming over, to your house tonight

I promise to you baby, that I’ll do you right, I’m nasty

I want cha

I want cha

I want cha

I want cha (Shake your booty)

I want cha

I want cha

I want cha

I want cha (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 about 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

It’s 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 wanna know your favorite jeans

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

He baby, if you keep doin' like that, I just want you to keep shakin' that thing

I just keep on, swingin' it, swingin' it and swingin'?

Like dynamite before it blows

Who needs a band when the beat just goes, ba boom?

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, yeah