Текст песни Nas - Big Girl
Nas - Big Girl слова песни
1 - (You`re a big girl now)Fully grown with your hormones nowGot your own home and you aloneWanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out(No more daddy`s little girl)You a big girl now in the world, where niggas are fowlYou coud be aborting the next Michael JordanYour man don`t wanna be around(You`re a big girl now)She`s sexy, she got it, she ride itEvery nigga wanna be inside it(No more daddy`s little girl)I need her, I`ll eat herDo anything to please herMy ghetto queen of ShebaI`m the type that`ll get you by the fireplaceGet you hype when I lick it, put it in your faceSipping red wine, is it bedtimeYou can kick it with your nigga while we listen to FaithI`m feeling richer todayI can hit it then stayLingerie make me take it to the kitchen and playWe got champagene, whippted cream, I`m a grab a bucket of iceBubble bath running, and the candlelight feeling so rightIt`s your night, no stress, no fightMad at your ex, cause his dough tightNever go right when you`re with himTry you best to forget himCause it`s easy to please meCD skip when your head board hit the wallCall for the lawRight when you cum, I`m biting your tongueMake your legs cramp up, you can`t stand upYou can hit ablunt if you wantI`m a pull my pants upWe can discuss a weekend of lust on top of the trustTell me what`s the reason for usTo love or to fuckI`m the thug that you wantIf it`s gangster we can`t frontIf you want me I can stya aroundIf you need me, I`m here for youHow that sound?Now it`s up to youDepending on how you wanna get downCause you`re a big girl nowRepeat 1Got your name and your number in my cell phoneHear your voice and I wonder where you are, if you all aloneIf you in a good mood, if you notOr you thinking bout you was at my spotWhat we did when we got hotIs you dreaming you had me?Is you creaming your panties?Like a king, fed me grapes, and you fanned meOn the couch, to the floor, to the bed, to the sinkAnd we ate each other like candyUnder the covers, two intimate loversYou fuck a nigga like you mad at meThrow the ass to meYou should be glad to beIn the presence of a real thug as bad as meWhile I`m in the streets with my murdering squadYou talking to your friends that I`m hurting it hardHow I`m making my rod, how I make you say "Oh God"Every how that you know wanna know NasGotta dodge all the blow jobs, getteing hardCause you know how these girls areWearing tight shit, no panties, no braRunning up to my car with menage a trois suggestionsStarting to get an erectionGuessing, only if you knew how your crew stressingComplexion chocolatey, fondle me, thinking it`s time to leaveI need time to breatheWanna follow me, IronicallyYou pop up, throwing bottles at my TahoeLike it`s my faultBut you don`t wanna talkDon`t wanna hear nothing, all of a suddenYou and the shorty start scuffingNow shorty dumping you outCan`t let her get the best of youSo I rescue youOnly thing left to do was to grab herSo you can jab her, get a cheap shotYou don`t wanna feel chumpedNow here the cops comeSo we gotta run to the rideThen we drive off through the trafficDon`t panic, but you know how we gotta manageLooking at your faceAnd the damage in your facialEvery angle can`t let it faze youNo reason to be insecure or immatureBaby girl see the world is yoursRepeat 1 till fade