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Hey nas Lyricsby Kelis Buy album CD: Other Songs B - W The phone rings Another peaceful moment is lost Latifah's chest jingle in "Set It Off" I press pause in the bed as a king I let it ring 4 or 5 times Answer while I'm puffin' my green It's Tamika sayin', "Hi Nas" I caught a flashback of her askin' me was I asthmatic 'fore I tapped that She offered me dinner under the moon I said, "Sorry. I made plans at Ray's Boom-Boom Room" Nine push-ups... Strength's gone at the tenth one so why hook up The pimp's gone off the Platron Tequila Put on my Lee's and the original Fila's Sedated from L's, 380 cocked, naked ladies laid up in tails Like Whodini I chose, gazelles don't lean on my nose Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go Heads turn it's a freak show I need them to know... When will they learn Nas need a queen not a hoe to... Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me But not a hype chick- someone with proper energy Someone who's into me but won't fuck with my enemies And you can sing along 'cuz I'm feelin' ya energy Hey Nas... How ya doin'? Take my name... And my number Meanwhile... We'll be groovin' But let's take... it... slow One for the honeys who roll blunts up but don't smoke Two for the few who see potential in you when you broke Three for the G they got, they game is hot I give it to you Double life wife- play with the man that's livin' with you Here's the issue... A woman gotta be stunnin' Get to a man's heart through his stomach You gotta be skilled in the culinary arts Know a brother stay mad hungry when he spark Hit the museum, maybe Central Park, you mentally smart Picture we in Tiffany, you becomin' my counterpart If I want Chinese then you buy me a wok If you want barbeque I call Professor and Ock 'Cuz u... point out my enemies, someone who's into me But not a hyper chick- someone with the proper energy A girl that's into me who won't fuck all my enemies And you could be the one 'cuz I'm lovin' ya energy Hey Nas... How ya doin'? Take my name... And my number Meanwhile... We'll be cruisin' But let's take... it... slow Slow is the way Holdin' hands, tongue and hickeys Hope and I pray where I run at you run away with me That's if my gun get busy we gotta get outta there Hear sirens jump in the stick drop a Sedan and hide for years Like noone else in the world did this except for us two You gotta trust me, I gotta trust you If coppers bust me it's me you rescue, this to the death boo You rep me respectfully that's how I rep for you Retired from pimpin', perspire is drenchin' As we... suck and fuck each other's minds out commission Time's out forbidden Until we pass out, that's when we stop We give it all we got, give it all we got- we hot Give it all we got, give it all we got- we rock Give it all we got, give it all we got You 'bout the baddest thing Since Michael had Billy Jean And Prince gave you diamond's and pearls But to be my queen you must... Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me But not a hype chick- someone with proper energy Someone who's into me who won't fuck all my enemies And you can be the one 'cuz I'm feelin' ya energy Hey Nas... How ya doin'? Take my name... And my number Meanwhile... We'll be cruisin' But let's take... it... slow I can be... What you said That you need... I can be...All that I can be... I can have your back... baby I can be... What you said That you need... I can be...All that I can be... I can have your back... baby
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