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Nas - Big Girl
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[chorus] (youre a big girl now) Fully grown with your hormones now Got your own home and you alone Wanna 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 foul You coud be aborting the next michael jordan Your man dont wanna be around (youre a big girl now) Shes sexy, she got it, she ride it Every nigga wanna be inside it (no more daddys little girl) I need her, Ill eat her Do anything to please her My ghetto queen of sheba [verse 1] Im the type thatll get you by the fireplace Get you hype when I lick it, put it in your face Sipping red wine, is it bedtime You can kick it with your nigga while we listen to faith Im feeling richer today I can hit it then stay Lingerie make me take it to the kitchen and play We got champagne, whipped cream, ima grab a bucket of ice Bubble bath running, and the candlelight feeling so right Its your night, no stress, no fight Mad at your ex, cause his dough tight Never go right when youre with him Try you best to forget him Cause its easy to please me Cd skip when your head board hit the wall Call for the law Right when you cum, Im biting your tongue Make your legs cramp up, you cant stand up You can hit a blunt if you want Ima pull my pants up We can discuss a weekend of lust on top of the trust Tell me whats the reason for us To love or to fuck Im the thug that you want If its gangster we cant front If you want me I can stay around If you need me, Im here for you How that sound? Now its up to you Depending on how you wanna get down Cause youre a big girl now [chorus] [verse 2] Got your name and your number in my cell phone Hear your voice and I wonder where you are, if you all alone If you in a good mood, if you not Or you thinking bout you was at my spot What we did when we got hot Is you dreaming you had me? Is you creaming your panties? Like a king, fed me grapes, and you fanned me On the couch, to the floor, to the bed, to the sink And we ate each other like candy Under the covers, two intimate lovers You fuck a nigga like you mad at me Throw the ass to me You should be glad to be In the presence of a real thug as bad as me While Im in the streets with my murdering squad You talking to your friends that Im hurting it hard How Im making my rod, how I make you say oh god Every hoe that you know wanna know nas Gotta dodge all the blowjobs, getting hard Cause you know how these girls are Wearing tight shit, no panties, no bra Running up to my car with menage a trois suggestions Starting to get an erection Guessing, only if you knew how your crew stressing Complexion chocolatey, fondle me, thinking its time to leave I need time to breathe Wanna follow me, ironically You pop up, throwing bottles at my tahoe Like its my fault But you dont wanna talk Dont wanna hear nothing, all of a sudden You and the shorty start scuffing Now shorty dumping you out Cant let her get the best of you So I rescue you Only thing left to do was to grab her So you can jab her, get a cheap shot You dont wanna feel chumped Now here the cops come So we gotta run to the ride Then we drive off through the traffic Dont panic, but you know how we gotta manage Looking at your face And the damage in your facial Every angle cant let it faze you No reason to be insecure or immature Baby girl see the world is yours [chorus fade out]
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