[Chorus: Nas] Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand Won't you come and chill out with the Virgo Hey girl, just come and hold my hand Won't you come and just chill with the Virgo We sipping on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though I drop you off at, Willoughby and Myrtle Smash with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off You seen me convince your homegirl though
Plus she says her life is too hard She says that she want to come and build with the God Promise that she gon' play her part Cause what I spit gets straight to her heart And, she's damn fine, feet Hammertime, damn if I mind Love is the bu-bubbling back of your waistline I don't waste time, gotta GET GET ON IT Just you and me, two glasses, sip on Patron and in the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes She walked by asking me, "Are you Nas?" Why? "If you was I'd be totally TWI" What's that? "Totally with it, T.W.I." Ha ha, well, here I am, yep I'm the man Bartender put a Cosmo in that girl hand So, here we standing before I begin Homegirl made a knot out of the cherry stem Tongue skills, yeah I like that, now we on the right track Straight to my Phantom, call Africa Black Ever since then, she been yapping a track Told her friends, now they hollering behind her back Sing!
Now I was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds When I stepped up in the club even my eyes was shining Bling! A little cute thing said, "What's yo' name?" I put my necklace in her face and told her read the chain Oh oh, so stuck up, told me shut the fuck up Blow! Ludacris in the hoouse The needle hit the record, they was playing this song All the ladies hit the floor and it was EH EH ON Live forever like Fame, let the Leroys dance While I'm laid back chilling in my be-boy stance Could be a little pop locking if your girl's top droppin But watch for cock-blocking on my coochie stock options But later for the ASSDAQ, throw 'em on the fast track Make 'em swip swap Nasty N-A-S pass that honey in the black cause I'm feeling her curves He looked down at what I had and said WA WA WORD Why only serve one when we can serve up two Then at the bachelor's pad, doing what the Virgos do And these women so shy but get loud undercover So we can have sex but I can't be your lover (buck buck buck buck buck buck) Sing!
[Chorus: Doug E. Fresh]
They got my voice for the record and my voice for the beat Virgo proof baby run the streets So let's go (let's go) let's go (let's go) for the beat Let's go (let's go) it's the Virgo Let's go (Nasty Nas) let's go (Ludacris) And if you don't know, now you know, Doug E. Fresh