For Cardi B
[G1] HELLO?!
[G2] Whassup girl..
[G1] Ain't nothin - this nikka in here stressin
talkin that old off the wall back to Africa shyt again
[G2] What, that God Body shyt?
[G1] Yeah, that dumb shyt
I'm tryin to get up OUTTA here
[G2] I hear that.. but yo, you know the spot is pumpin tonight
[G1] Word f'real where?
[G2] You know, where the real nikkaz is poppin the Cristal
NOT THAT WHITE STUFF!
[G1] Ha hah! Word where the real nikkaz at?
[JoJo Hailey]
Listen.. to reason
Pretty baby baby listen..
[Nas]
A young wild beautiful love child
You like them thug style link rockin, then mink coppin
Hit you on the sink a hundred dollar drink poppin
The head'll make you take him shoppin, a foul doctrine
Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick
You was innocent, but now you rent-a-dikk, wear the tightest shyt
Chanel lookin real, airbrushed nails
Hit the gym, hit the scales, heaven-sent but negligent (so fine..)
To see a prophecy, 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
nikkaz pull your hair, shake your fat rear
Get your fukk on - followin week, you back there
But what you stuck on, weed, clowns and cars
Puffin with some lil nikka, husband not knowin she's out
Could you believe Eve, Mother Earth of the seas
nikkaz thirst you, you just let em hurt you and leave
What up mah, frontin like you naive
Pusherman's whip, callin police when you flip
Can't understand it, yo it should be a throne for us
But for now that's a whole different zone from us, word!
Black Girl Lost
For Peter
The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men come in the club like hooligans
Don't care who they offend popping yang like you got yen
Let's not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty face, men claiming that they did a bid men
Need to take care of their three and four kids men
They facing a court case when the child's support late
Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men
The sneaky silent men the punk domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the s***n stop acting like boys and be men
How you gon' win when you ain't right within
How you gon' win when you ain't right within
How you gon' win when you ain't right within
Come again
Come again, come again, come again, come again