For the Nasty (feat. Q Tip)

歌詞

Let me, let me, let me, let me Let me tell you a story, yes Uh-huh, uh-huh About a boy from the Tribe Called Quest Uh-huh, uh-huh I be that nigga that I think y'all know With Mr. Busta Rhymes A-yo, I'm in the studio Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Close the door, akh, let a nigga rock Cause we 'bout to eat real shit, not shit slop Nigga can't say shit about this hip-hop Cause I build dudes lanes while at pit stop Built they styles and they names, Frankenstein Rock It's a high stake game, dudes are playing it I be questioning a lot of y'all who made it in Just move with the joint that we chartering Make you disappear quick, like you're part of wind Then laugh, ah-ha ha, and laugh again Shorty, move a lil bit, I'm looking at your friend Let's get an ass shake for the beat, girl Get a lil eye wink, throw a tongue twirl We gotta him locked smashed in, tied down We on your block, turned hot spots to ghost towns A-yo, I'm tired of these niggas, Bus-a-Bus, now Say it to 'em This is just, for the nasty A-yo, this is just for the sassy A-yo, this is just for the classy A-yo, this is just for the what? Tell 'em now Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Ugh! Pardon me, ugh! Gimme room again It's time to raise the level of the boom again NOW WHO'S THAT?! Bus-a-bus-a-bus Rhyme Ah-RAAAAAAAWR!!! See, I ain't do that in a long time! Spitting shit, make the streets do more crime Cop some cribs, cop a little more shine Alright, yea, shh shh, mm, uh, I pity y'all The way I bang niggas, and how I shit on y'all And spit the slang bigger, make your label quit on y'all And do my thang, bitch, from here to Senegal We getting a lot of money, me and my friend, Kamaal I take your money too, I ain't a friend of y'all With so much class, my shit will kill ya, blood Zhe-zhe-zhe-zhe, zhe-zhe—when I don't wanna rap And still I will smash and make the bitches make it clap As soon as I'm finished with her, homie, I'll give her back Say it to 'em This is just, for the nasty A-yo, this is just for the sassy A-yo, this is just for the classy A-yo, this is just for the what? Tell 'em now Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know When the beat bang, and you're in the club When you listen and you feel a thud When you hear my voice, understand the love When the DJ spins it back, it's a friendly rub But when I'm behind, I cannot be kind With your waistline and the way you move Like a old breakbeat, I'ma catch a groove Or like a old hip-hop joint, you Nice and Smooth, come on, girl This is just, for the nasty A-yo, this is just for the sassy A-yo, this is just for the classy A-yo, this is just for the what? Tell 'em now Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know Girl MOOOOOVE! Show me what y'all know