• Artist: Nas
• Song Title: Big Girl
• Album: Nastradamus

(Chorus)"
(Your a big gurl now)Fully grown wit ya hormones now, got ya own home and your all alone wanna bone wanna bone get a back blown out
(no more daddys little gurl) your a big gilr now in the world yeah these n****s is fowl you could be abortin the next micheal jordan ya man dont wanna be around
(your a big gurl now) Shes sexy she bout it she got it,every n**** wanna beside it
(no more daddys little gurl) I need her Ill eat her do anything to please her my ghetto queen and sheeba

Im the type that will get you by the fire place
get you hype when I lick it put it by ya face'
sippin red wine its about time you can kick it wit ya n**** while we listen to faith(im feelin richer today)
.....Lingerie make you take it to the kitchen and play we got champagne whipped cream
Ima grab a bucket of ice bubble bath sittin in the candel light feelin so right
its yo night no stress no fight mad at ya ex cuz his doe tight
neva go right when you wit'em
try ya best to forget'em
cuz its easy to please me
cd skip when the headboard hit the wall
call fot the Lord
right when you cum Im bittin ya tounge
make ya legs cramp up you cant stand up
you can hit a blunt if you want im 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 f**k Im the thug that you want if its gangsta we cant front
if you want me I can stay around
if you need me Im herer for you how dat sound
now its up to you dependin on hpw u wanna get down cuz u a big gurl now uh
(chorus)

gotcha name and ya number in my cell phone
hear ya voice and I wonder wherere you are if you all alone
if you in a good mood if you not
are you thinkin bout you was at my spot what we did when we got hot
is you dreamin you had me
is ya cream in ya panties like a king fed me grapes and you fanned me
from the couch, to the floor, to the bed, to the sink and we ate each other like candy
under the covers to intimate lovers you f**k a n**** like you mad at me
throw the a** to me
you should be glad to be in the presence of a real thug bad as me
while im in the streets with my murderer squad
ya talkin to your friends how Im hurtin you hard
how Im makin my rod
how I make you say oh God
every hoe that u know wanna know Nas
gotta dodge on the blow job
gettin hard cuz u know how these gurls are
wearin tight s**t no panties no bra
runnin up to my car with minage a tois suggestions
startin to get an erection
guessin only if you knew how ya crew stressin
complexion choclately, fond of me
thinkin its time to leave I need time to breathe
wanna follow me, ironically you pop up
throwin bottles at my Tahoe like its my fault
but you dont wanna talk dont wanna hear nuthin all of a sudden you and a shordi start steppin out
shordi dumpn you out
cant let her get the best of you
so I rescue you
only thing left to do is to grab her so you can jab her get a cheap shot
you dont wanna feel chump now here the cops come so we gotta run to the ride
tho' we drive off threw the traffic dont panick
cuz you know how we gotta mange
lookin at your face at the damage in ya facial, every angle cant let it faze you
no reason to be insecure or imature
baby gurl see the world is your
(chorus and fades)

Sagnasty 989 all day