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Nas - Black Girl Lost lyrics
featuring JoJo A young wild beautiful love child You like them thug style Link rockin<b> </b>the mink coppin Hit you on the sink A hundred dollar drink poppin The head'll make him take you shoppin A foul doctrine Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick You was innocent But now you rent a dick<b> </b>wear the tightest shit Chanel lookin real<b> </b>airbrushed nails Hit the gym<b> </b>hit the scales Heaven sent but neglegent To see a profesy Your ebony tone is lockin me The way you moan make me daydream of you on top of me Wishin I could be the one man But you juggle way too many willies all in one hand you wanna run up in clubs Gettin rubbed on niggaz pull your hair, shake your fat rear, get your fuck on Next week you're back there But what you stuck on Weed, clowns and cars, puffin some lil nigga Husband not knowin But ou believe She, mother earth of the seas niggaz thirst you But you just let em hurt you and leave What up ma, frontin like you naive Pushin man whip Call the police when you flip Cant understand it Yo, it should be a throne for us But for now that's a whole different zone for us Word! Chorus: Diamonds all shinin, lookin all fine Pretty little face, get a little high Youngs girls stuggling, tryin to survive Mother's of the earth, she made you and I just tired of playin the same ole games Messin with my mind, emotional things And there goes a black girl lost Like Isis She got your heart broken felt lifeless Grow up girl You said you want revenge so you act the nicest To who's ever gettin down and trifless To get his mind all you do is give him somethin priceless Cause in time he'll realize the thighs is all he needs More than weed, then you'll hit him of wit lies and greed There you go again, startin wars, makin me more yours Seem to get a kick out of keepin me all yours Face glitterin, I'm addicted to you Original wisdom body got me picturin you Igloos of ice trickling on you You never listen to this nigga spendin Franklins on tennis anklets Must've had a bad deal in the past though Can't even keep it real with a nigga with cash flow Say men are all the same What we need to do is break these chains You got a job part time and schools you night thins Wild dreams, without a doubt, it ain't far from now You gettin interviewed, but your boss is into gettin screwed Typical day that a black girl sees Comin home wantin' more than a college degree Chorus And there goes a black girl lost Well you focus, all legit niggaz where the coke is Nice and thug life niggaz, yo you seem hopeless You value too much to be measured I wonder how you could ever be played Your pussy's worth more gold amounting to More than the world, but not knowing nothin about you You leavin the crib, takin all your kids, to drop them off Lettin some nigga knock you off, wet and soft That's the same thing that got you lost Growing up seein it, it should remind you You bein lied to, everything that move be inside you Scared as you are, being left with the wannabes that guide you I watched you, hard to knock you I tried hard not to spot you By dancin topless in your draws Damn, there goes a balck girl lost |
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