T.I. - She's So Fly Lyrics
[Intro: T.I. (Nelly)]Say Mo (yeah bruh)You remember them broads on the strip out in Vegas?(Uh-huh, what about 'em?) WellI don't know if I told you or not but (hmm?)Lil' shawty I was in the back seat with man, you know uhh (uhh, Naomi)I ran into her on Rodeo Drive in L.A., and I was like[Chorus: Nelly](She's so fly) She's outrageous, I met her out in VegasShe fresh off the pages of a magazine, I said(She's so fly) She like eye candy, I can't stop starinI'm like goddamn, I got to have you girl, because(She's so, fly)[T.I.]Look at shorty hoppin out that MaseratiIn them Giuseppe Zanotti's and that bangin ass bodyIn them low cut Frankie B.'s with the panties peekin out 'emWith a booty that big, and her stomach rock solidOn Rodeo Drive, walkin in her Roberto CavalliI should probably walk up to the register and say "I got it"Go and pick up what you like, it's nothin ma, don't worry about itThat bag should be carried by somebody so exoticAnd that dress should be worn when there's nothin else up underJust in case I run into you I can pull up to your bumperShe politely declined when I offered her my numberThen I asked her what's her name, said she'd rather make me wonderSo I paid and she laughed, carried out her bags outsideAnd I couldn't get her ass, I triedAs I watch her leave out the storeHow one man wanted shorty ass and more, for sure[Chorus][Nelly]Shorty harder than CialisSee my hand, got the money countin carelessCouldn't find a bigger star than in DallasAnd the Pistons ain't the only one with rings in (The Palace)Do your research, tell me your analysisTake a jet and make you (Wonder) where you (Land) like Alice.. Tell me shorty ain't the baddestTell me shorty don't deserve to walk the runway in Paris(Woo!) She deserve it allI don't do the mall, I do it by catalogLa Perla panties and bras, ***** buyin at the barI ***** around and buy this whole club by tomorrow... See, she's so niceShe can get whatever she likesDon't let the price make you madI live a Fabolous life shorty, (Throw It in the Bag)[Chorus][T.I.]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go(She's so flyyyyyy)What? Ha, yeah, yeah(She's so fly to me)Look at her[Nelly (T.I.)]Uhh, hoppin out that Rover (hey)In them Louie loafers (hey)I just wanna hold her (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah){Closer to me - closer to meeeeee}[T.I.]Ay, we in Vegas on the strip and seein vision and precision lookin like a straight starWith the buttons undone, showin off her lace braMy partner in the back, 'til the smoke hop in they carOkay, broad{?} in L.A., she say I got her to the mall, ha[Nelly]So, we hopped in the Land and we rolled out, yeahWalked on the end and we showed out, yeahIt's the King and the One with the dough out hurrWe can blow out hurr - cause she's so fly[Chorus]... (She's so, fly)
