Virgo (Album Version|Explicit)

Virgo (Album Version|Explicit) - Ludacris/Nas/Doug E. Fresh

Lyrics by：Chris Bridges/Nasir Jones/Salaam Gibbs/Douglas Davis

Composed by：Chris Bridges/Nasir Jones/Salaam Gibbs/Douglas Davis

Nas/Doug E. Fresh：

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 somethin like this

Nasir

C'mon ugh

Nas：

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

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 d**n fine feet Hammer Time d**n if I mind

Long as the butt bubblin' back in your waistline

I don't waste time

Ugh

I gotta get-get on it

Just you and me two glasses silver Patronin'

Ugh

In the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes

Uh-huh

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"

Haha well here I am yep I'm the man

Bartender put a Cosmo in that girl hand

Ugh

So here we standin' 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 yappin' a track

Told her friends now they hollerin' behind her back sing

C'mon ugh

Ludacris/Doug E. Fresh：

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 sippin' 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 shinin'

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 f**k up

BLAOW Ludacris in the how-oooh-ouse

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

C'mon

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

Yeah

But watch for cockblockin' 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 feelin' 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 doin' what the Virgos do

And these women so shy but get loud undercover

So we can have s*x but I can't be your loverrrrrr

Buck buck buck buck buck buck

Ah ah-ha-ha ah-ha-ha ah-ha ah ah-ah sing

Ugh

Doug E. Fresh：

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 sippin 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