Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Method Man - Baby come on ------------------------------------------ [Intro: Method Man] Uh.. thatīs right, oh yeah Back with some nasty shit, right there Nasty, nasty, girl, nasty girl, baby come on Think you a nasty girl, yea [Method Man] Pretty young thing like to bone And she hate to spend her nights alone, baby doll you in the zone Why not call me on the phone, and invite me home Come on, now, baby, come on-on Know what I mean, take a real queen to fuck with me Trustinī me, and give it up for free Next time, feel free to hit me up, anything you wanna puff a tree Come on, now, baby, come on-on Weīll shake me up, stop stallinī, what you waitinī for? You know we both ainīt got no place to go So roll it up, and lay low Everytime I say, yes, baby, you say no Come on, now, baby, come on-on Now-now, now-now-now, you donīt have to stay Itīs ok, thereīs the dough, you can walk away, why make we wait Til tomorrow, when you can break me off today Come on, now, baby, come on-on [Chorus: Kardinal Offishall] Yeah! Gal dem we love, and gal we need She crush up me things and light me weed We see dem shotgun, and watch me speed Me need a pringy one or pon we need it Gal dem we *ugh*, and gal we screw When we need the girl, up one night poī half me crew And lick on my collection, and what to do Me need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh! [Method Man] I wonīt lie, I love P-U-S-S-Y, (why?) Cuz I never let it walk on by, or any slice of the american pie Come on, now, baby, come on-on Girlfriend, you know itīs half past two A.M You got a friend, but you ainīt really trynna fuck with him Aight, then, hit up Batty, Iīll gladly come and tuck you in Come on, now, baby, come on-on Scream at your frog, allīs fair, love & basketball She remind me of this chick that used to fuck with Dirty Bastard, yaīll Heard that she could suck a ball through a plastic straw Come on, now, baby, come on-on Know what Iīm sayinī, kid, she get it poppinī off and half the time A little, candlelight, a little glass of wine Iīm thinkinī, another drink and that ass is mine Come on, now, baby, come on-on [Chorus] [Method Man] If you girl come knockinī at my door, itīs my duty To give her what she came here for Iīm tryīnna knock it down, but I ainīt tryīnna claim that dough Come on, now, baby, come on-on Thatīs whatīs up, start the fire, Buddha, light things up The only nigga puttinī ends on some rims for his ice cream truck Pick a flavor, Iīll come and scoop your whole team up Come on, now, baby, come on-on Thatīs how it be, donīt trip, but girl you put a hurtinī on me Oh shit, hope other chicks donīt take it personally But ma, you killinī her, murder in the first degree Come on, now, baby, come on-on Okay, okay, can the ladies come out and play with Mr. Meth I ainīt trynna take you out your way Why break me off tomorrow, when you can break me off today Come on, now... [Chorus] [Outro: Method Man] Me need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Big up to, super producer, Fafu, one love to Kardinal Offishall And the whole T-Dot, oh!