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Hey Nas

Album: Nas Durasi: 4:05

The phone rings, another peaceful moment is lost

Latifah's chest jingle in Set It Off

I press pause, in the bed is a king, I let it ring

Four or five 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 gone at the tenth one

So why hook up? The pimp's gone off the Patron Tequila

Put on my Lee's and the original Filas

Sedated from L's,.380 cocked, naked ladies laid up in tels

Like Whodini I chose, gazelles to lean on my nose

Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' in gold

Heads turn, it's a freak show, I need them to know

When will they learn? Nas need a queen outta hoes 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 'cause I'm feelin' your energy

Hey Nas, how ya doin'?

Take my name, and my number

Meanwhile, we'll be groovin'

But let's take it slow (slow. slow. slow.)

One for the honies 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, the game is hot, I give it to you

Double life wife, you 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 barbecue, I call Professor and Ak

'Cause you 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 can be the one 'cause I'm lovin' your energy

Hey Nas, how ya doin'?

Take my name, and my number

Meanwhile, we'll be cruisin'

But let's take it slow (slow. slow. slow.)

Slow is the way, holdin' hands, tongue and hickies

Hopin' I pray when I run that you run away with me

That's if my shit get busy, we gotta get outta there

Hear sirens, jump in the stick, drop a sedan and hide for years

Like no one else in the world exists 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 Billie Jean

And Prince gave you diamonds 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 'cause I'm feelin' your energy

Hey Nas, how ya doin'?

Take my name, and my number

Meanwhile, we'll be cruisin'

But let's take it slow (slow. slow. 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