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 - Композиторы:
 - Tina Weymouth
 - Christopher Frantz
 - Steven J. C. Stanley
 - Adrian Belew
 
Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five - Текст песни It's Nasty
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
 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
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 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











