| Yeah, what! |
| You!
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| Uh-huh! |
| C’mon!
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| Yeah (ugh), yeah, what?
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| Ugh! |
| Nasty Nas, Virgo
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| Uh-huh
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| L-L-Ludacris, Virgo
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| Uh, uh-uh
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| Doug Fresh (uh-huh-huh!)
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| As we go, somethin like this
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| Nasir (C'mon! Ugh!)
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| Baby girl, won’t you come and hold my hand?
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| Won’t you come and chill out with the Virgo?
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| Hey girl, just come and hold my hand
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| Won’t you come and just chill with the Virgo?
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| We sippin' on Merlot, you ain’t got be my girl, though (huh)
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| I drop you off at Willoughby and Myrtle
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| Smash with the Virgo, ain’t got to take your shirt off
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| You seen me convince your homegirl, though
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| Ugh, she says her life is too hard
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| She says that she wanna come and build with the God
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| Promise me that she gon' play her part (ugh)
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| Cause what I spit gets straight to her heart
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| And, she’s damn fine, feet Hammer Time, damn, if I mind
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| Long as the butt bubblin' back in your waistline
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| I don’t waste time (ugh), I gotta get-get on it
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| Just you and me, two glasses, silver Patronin' (ugh)
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| In the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes (uh-huh)
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| She walked by askin' me, «Are you Nas?»
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| (Why?) «If you was I’d be totally twi»
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| (What's that?) «Totally with it, T-W-I»
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| Haha, well, here I am, yep, I’m the man
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| Bartender, put a Cosmo in that girl hand (ugh)
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| So, here we standin' before I begin
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| Homegirl made a knot out of the cherry stem (woo!)
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| Tongue skills, yeah I like that (yeah)
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| Now we on the right track (uh-huh)
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| Straight to my Phantom, call Africa Black (brrrp!)
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| Ever since then she been yappin' a track
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| Told her friends, now they hollerin' behind her back, sing!
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| C’mon! |
| Ugh!
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| Baby girl, won’t you come and hold my hand?
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| Won’t you come and just chill with the Virgo? |
| (That's right)
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| Hey girl, just come and hold my hand (uh-huh)
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| Won’t you come and chill out with the Virgo? |
| (Tell 'em, tell 'em)
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| We sippin' on Merlot, you ain’t got be my girl though
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| I drop you off at Peachtree and Myrtle (Ugh!)
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| Smash with the Virgo, ain’t got to take your shirt off
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| You seen me convince your homegirl though (ooh! ooh!)
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| Now I was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds
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| When I stepped up in the club even my eyes was shinin'
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| Little cute thing, said, «What's yo' name?»
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| I put my necklace in her face and told her read the chain (woo!)
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| Ooh-ooh, so stuck up, told me shut the fuck up
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| BLAOW! |
| Ludacris in the how-oooh-ouse!
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| The needle hit the record, they was playin' this song
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| All the ladies hit the floor and it was uh-uh-on (ugh!)
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| Live forever like 'Fame,' let the Leroys dance
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| While I’m laid back, chillin' in my b-boy stance (c'mon!)
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| Could be a little pop lockin' if your girl’s top droppin' (yeah)
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| But watch for cockblockin' on my coochie stock options (woo!)
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| But later for the ASSDAQ, throw 'em on the fast track
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| Make 'em swip-swap; |
| Nasty N-A-S, pass that
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| Honey in the black cause I’m feelin' her curves
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| He looked down at what I had and said, «W-w-word» (ugh!)
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| Why only serve one when we can serve up two?
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| Then at the bachelor pad, doin' what the Virgos do
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| And these women so shy but get loud undercover
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| So we can have sex but I can’t be your loverrrrrr
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| Buck! |
| buck! |
| buck! |
| buck! |
| buck! |
| buck!
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| Ah, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha ah ah-ah, SING! |
| (UGH!)
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| Baby girl, won’t you come and hold my hand?
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| Won’t you come and just chill with the Virgo? |
| (c'mon!)
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| Baby girl, won’t you come and hold my hand?
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| Won’t you come and chill out with the Virgo? |
| (ugh!)
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| We sippin on Merlot, you ain’t got be my girl though (that's right!)
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| I drop you off at Two-Fifth and Lex-o (rmmmm!)
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| Smash with the Virgo, you ain’t got take your shirt off
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| Seen you convince your homegirl though
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| Ayo, ugh!
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| They got my voice for the record and my voice for the beat
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| Virgo crew, baby run the streets
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| So let’s go (let's go), let’s go (for the beat)
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| Let’s go (Virgo crew), it’s the Virgo
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| Let’s go (Nasty Nas), let’s go (Ludacris)
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| And if you don’t know, now you know (Doug Fresh!) |