Nas - Big Girl Lyrics
[chorus](youre a big girl now)Fully grown with your hormones nowGot your own home and you aloneWanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out(no more daddys little girl)You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foulYou coud be aborting the next michael jordanYour man dont wanna be around(youre a big girl now)Shes sexy, she got it, she ride itEvery nigga wanna be inside it(no more daddys little girl)I need her, Ill eat herDo anything to please herMy ghetto queen of sheba[verse 1]Im the type thatll get you by the fireplaceGet you hype when I lick it, put it in your faceSipping red wine, is it bedtimeYou can kick it with your nigga while we listen to faithIm feeling richer todayI can hit it then stayLingerie make me take it to the kitchen and playWe got champagne, whipped cream, ima grab a bucket of iceBubble bath running, and the candlelight feeling so rightIts your night, no stress, no fightMad at your ex, cause his dough tightNever go right when youre with himTry you best to forget himCause its easy to please meCd skip when your head board hit the wallCall for the lawRight when you cum, Im biting your tongueMake your legs cramp up, you cant stand upYou can hit a blunt if you wantIma pull my pants upWe can discuss a weekend of lust on top of the trustTell me whats the reason for usTo love or to *****Im the thug that you wantIf its gangster we cant frontIf you want me I can stay aroundIf you need me, Im here for youHow that sound?Now its up to youDepending on how you wanna get downCause youre a big girl now[chorus][verse 2]Got your name and your number in my cell phoneHear your voice and I wonder where you are, if you all aloneIf you in a good mood, if you notOr you thinking bout you was at my spotWhat we did when we got hotIs you dreaming you had me?Is you creaming your panties?Like a king, fed me grapes, and you fanned meOn the couch, to the floor, to the bed, to the sinkAnd we ate each other like candyUnder the covers, two intimate loversYou ***** a nigga like you mad at meThrow the ass to meYou should be glad to beIn the presence of a real thug as bad as meWhile Im in the streets with my murdering squadYou talking to your friends that Im hurting it hardHow Im making my rod, how I make you say oh godEvery hoe that you know wanna know nasGotta dodge all the blowjobs, getting hardCause you know how these girls areWearing tight shit, no panties, no braRunning up to my car with menage a trois suggestionsStarting to get an erectionGuessing, only if you knew how your crew stressingComplexion chocolatey, fondle me, thinking its time to leaveI need time to breatheWanna follow me, ironicallyYou pop up, throwing bottles at my tahoeLike its my faultBut you dont wanna talkDont wanna hear nothing, all of a suddenYou and the shorty start scuffingNow shorty dumping you outCant let her get the best of youSo I rescue youOnly thing left to do was to grab herSo you can jab her, get a cheap shotYou dont wanna feel chumpedNow here the cops comeSo we gotta run to the rideThen we drive off through the trafficDont panic, but you know how we gotta manageLooking at your faceAnd the damage in your facialEvery angle cant let it faze youNo reason to be insecure or immatureBaby girl see the world is yours[chorus fade out]
