Virgo Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

{*Doug E. Fresh beatboxes*} 

Yeah. what. you! 

UH-HUH! C'MON! 

Yeah. yeah, what? 

Nasty Nas, Virgo 

Uh-huh 

L-L-Ludacris, Virgo 

Uh uh uh 

Doug Fresh 

As we go, somethin like this 

Nasir. 

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 sippin 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 

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Plus she says her life is too hard 

She says that she wanna 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-bubblin 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 askin 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 standin 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 {*brrrring*} 

Ever since then, she been yappin a track 

Told her friends, now they hollerin behind her back 

Sing! 

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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 

Won't you come and chill out with the Virgo (tell 'em, tell 'em) 

We sippin on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though 

I drop you off at, Peachtree and Myrtle (uh) 

Smash with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off 

You seen me convince your homegirl though 

Now I was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds 

When I stepped up in the club even my arms was shinin 

Bling! A little cute thing said, "What's yo' name?" 

I put my necklace in her face and told her read the chain 

Oooh ooh, so stuck up, told me shut the fuck up 

BLAOW! Ludacris in the ho-oooh-ouse 

The needle hit the record, they was playin 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 chillin in my b-boy stance 

Could be a little pop lockin if your girl's top droppin 

But watch for cockblockin 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 feelin 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, doin what the Virgos do 

And these women so shy but get loud undercover 

So we can have sex but I CAN'T BE YOUR LOVERRRRRRRRRRR 

{*DEF breakdown*: buck buck buck buck buck buck) 

Ah, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha ah ah-ah SING! 

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 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 (c'mon) 

We sippin on Merlot, you ain't got be my girl though (that's right) 

I drop you off at, Two-Fifth and Lex-o 

Smash with the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off 

Seen you convince your homegirl though 

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