Nymphos Lyrics - 2pac

Weezy Baby, 

Now I'm The Type of Nigga That Be Up In Tha Studio Faithfully, 

She Ain't Trippin She Wait For Me, 

I Tell Her When I Get A Break I'm A Break Her, 

Off So Courageously, 

I Got Dem Bangin Drums, 

She Got Dem Alicia Keyes, 

Ooh Girl Let's Make A Beat, 

Ooh Girl You Make Me Weak Like Every Time The Track Break, 

Make The Control Room Boom Like An 808, 

And If You Walk Your Thong Into This Vocal Booth I Can Guarantee I'm A Make This Song All About You, 

And You Know I Got Da Drank, 

You Know I Got Da Stank, 

It's Amazin How I Think But I Do So, 

And Every Time I Meet A Girl She Tell Me That She Sang And I Say I Gotta House With A Studio, 

I'm Jus Tryna Do My Thang Baby Video or Audio, 

Shawty I'm So Smooth I Go Errywhere That Water Go, 

Ooh So Bad, So Mean, 

Make Me Wrap Yo Ass UpLike A Hot 16, 

And I Promise You Ain't Wanna Hear Nobody Else Flow, 

Welcome To My Studio, You Gon Love My Studo. 

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Now I could make miracles with tempos 

It's instrumental 

Waitin for the nymphos 

That's the intro 

Shook when ya rushed me, 

You walked up and touched me 

Why? Do you want to fuck me? 

Just cause I'm paid in the worst way... True 

Lookin kinda good in your birthday suit 

I wonder if your wild or ya act shy, 

Do you like to be on top or the back side? 

Watch when you lick your lips, shake your hips 

Goddamn, I love that shit 

Now let's stop fake gimme real now 

I got a room and a hard on, Still down? 

Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes 

Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes 

When we head for my hideout, act right 

Boss playa when I ride out, that's right 

Photos 

Oh Shit Baby Is A Dime Piece 

More Than Just Fine 

She's Personally Blessed From The Gods 

If I Seen Her Right Now 

She Could Get Me Hard 

Didn't Wanna Talk To Me Just To See My Car 

Never Had Sex With A Rich Rap Star 

Til I Got Her In Theh Back Of My Homeboy's Car 

Tell Me Why Do We Live This Way 

Money Ova Biches Let Me Hear You Say 

What's Yo Phone Number 

Are You Alone? 

Got A Pocket Full Of Rubbers Let's Bone 

Time To Tell Ya Girlfriend To Take You Home 

I Had Fun, But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone 

Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To Rewind These Ordinary Words I Say 

If You Opening Ya Mouth 

Bet In A Minute You'll Find It's Time 

Let The Outlaws Play 

Ludacris can't hide or deny that I wanna get you down to them Vickie Seeecretsss 

And your body I won't misguide mistreat or misleeeeead it 

Hate it up, love it, they can't cut it, so strut it 

Number one shaker, like Vick's vapor I wanna fuckin ruuuuuub it 

Louisville slug it hit em with a right left, it's goooooone 

Tell every last one of ya girls how good it was and it's gone be onnnnnn 

Soul Train, more brain for meeeee 

No pain, no gain, it's so plain to seee 

They be like "I've been feelin kind of stressed can you blow my back out? " 

And I'm like "Yea but don't trip if I happen to yank a track out" 

When I get done it's smooth sailin once I pull that 'Lac out 

Next destination I move forward like Jerry Stackhouse 

And 1, have fun, when you chillin with Ludi 

We'll slow grind to slow jams while I'm feelin yo booty 

We'll hold hand and hold times when I'm up in that coochie 

You so fine I'm so sad that you feelin so wooooozy