Yeah, what, you, uhu, Yeah, yeah, Nasty Nas, Virgo, Ludacris, Doug Fresh, as we go, like this, Nasir
Baby girl, won't you come and my hand? Won't you come and chill out the Virgo? Hey girl, just come and hold my Won't you come and just chill with the
We sippin' on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl I you off at, Willoughby and Myrtle with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off You seen me convince your home-girl
she says her life is too hard She says that she wanna and build with the God Promise me that she gon' her part 'Cause what I spit gets to her heart
And, she's damn fine, feet Hammertime, damn if I Love is the bu-bubblin' of your waistline I don't waste time, I get get on it you and me, two glasses, sip on Patron
And in the club where I met Ms. Green Eyes She by askin' me, "Are you Nas?" Why? If you was I'd be twi that? Totally with it, T.W.I.
Well, I am, yep, I'm the man Bartender put a in that girl hand So, here we standin' before I Home-girl made a knot out of the cherry
skills, yeah I like that, now we on the right track Straight to my Phantom, Africa Black Ever then she been yappin' a track her friends, now they hollerin' behind her back, sing
Baby girl, won't you come and hold my Won't you come and just with the Virgo? Hey girl, just come and hold my Won't you come and out with the Virgo?
We sippin' on Merlot, you got be my girl though I you off at, Peachtree and Myrtle Smash with the Virgo, you ain't got to take your off You seen me convince home-girl though
Now I was, so and so fly in diamonds When I stepped up in the club even my eyes was Bling! A little thing said, "What's yo' name?" I put my necklace in her face and her read the chain
Ooh, ooh, so stuck up, told me shut the up Blaow! in the ho-ooh-ouse The needle hit the record, was playin' this song All the ladies hit the floor and it was on
Live forever like Fame, let the Leroys While I'm back chillin' in my b-boy stance Could be a little pop lockin' if your top droppin' But watch for cockblockin' on my coochie stock
But later for the ASSDAQ, throw 'em on the track Make 'em swip swap Nasty N A S pass in the black 'cause I'm feelin' her curves He looked down at what I had and wo-wo word
Why only serve one when we can up two? Then at the pad, doin' what the Virgos do And women so shy but get loud undercover So we can sex but I can't be your lover, sing
Baby girl, won't you come and hold my Won't you come and just chill with the Baby girl, won't you come and my hand? Won't you come and chill out with the
We sippin' on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl I drop you off at, and Lex-o with the Virgo, you ain't got to take your shirt off Seen you convince home-girl though
They got my for the record and my voice for the beat proof, baby run the streets So go, let's go, let's go for the beat Let's go, Virgo proof, it's the Let's go Nasty Nas, let's go And if you don't know, now you know, Fresh