Virgo
    (专辑: Street's Disciple - 2004)
    
    Yeah, what! You!  Uh-huh! C'mon!  Yeah (ugh), yeah, what?  Ugh! Nasty Nas, Virgo  Uh-huh  L-L-Ludacris, Virgo  Uh, uh-uh  Doug Fresh (uh-huh-huh!)  As we go, something like this  Nasir (C'mon! Ugh!)   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 (huh)  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   Ugh, she says her life is too hard  She says that she wanna come and build with the 
God  Promise me that she gon' play her part (ugh)  Cause what I 
spit gets straight to her heart  And, she's damn fine, feet Hammer Time, damn, if I 
mind  Long as the 
butt bubbling back in your waistline  I 
don't waste time (ugh), I 
gotta get-get on it  Just you and me, two glasses, silver Patroning (ugh)  In the 
club scene where I 
met Ms. Green Eyes (uh-huh)  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 (ugh)  So, here we standing before I 
begin  Homegirl made a 
knot out of the 
cherry stem (woo!)  Tongue skills, yeah I 
like that (yeah)  Now we on the 
right track (uh-huh)  Straight to my Phantom, call Africa Black (brrrp!)  Ever since then she been yapping a 
track  Told her friends, now they hollering behind her back, sing!  C'mon! Ugh!   Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand?  Won't you come and just chill with the 
Virgo? (That's right)  Hey girl, just come and hold my hand (uh-huh)  Won't you come and chill out with the 
Virgo? (Tell 'em, tell 'em)  We sipping on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though  I 
drop you off at Peachtree and Myrtle (Ugh!)  Smash with the 
Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off  You seen me convince your homegirl though (Ooh! Ooh!)   Now I 
was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds  When I 
stepped up in the 
club even my eyes was shining  Little cute thing, said, "What's yo' name?"  I 
put my necklace in her face and told her read the 
chain (woo!)  Ooh-ooh, so stuck up, told me shut the 
fuck up  Blaow! Ludacris in the 
house!  The 
needle hit the 
record, they was playing this song  All the 
ladies hit the 
floor and it was uh-uh-on (ugh!)  Live forever like "Fame" let the 
Leroys dance  While I'm laid back, chilling in my b-boy stance (c'mon!)  Could be a 
little pop locking if your girl's top dropping (yeah)  But watch for cock-blocking on my coochie stock options (woo!)  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, "W-w-word" (ugh!)  Why only serve one when we can serve up two?  Then at the 
bachelor 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!  Ah, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha ah ah-ah, sing! (ugh!)   Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand?  Won't you come and just chill with the 
Virgo? (c'mon!)  Baby girl, won't you come and hold my hand?  Won't you come and chill out with the 
Virgo? (ugh!)  We sipping on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though (that's right!)  I 
drop you off at Two-Fifth and Lex-o (rmmmm!)  Smash with the 
Virgo, you ain't got take your shirt off  Seen you convince your homegirl though  Ayo, ugh!   They got my voice for the 
record and my voice for the 
beat  Virgo crew, baby run the 
streets  So let's go (let's go), let's go (for the 
beat)  Let's go (Virgo crew), it's the 
Virgo  Let's go (Nasty Nas), let's go (Ludacris)  And if you don't know, now you know (Doug Fresh!)