Nas — Brack Girr Rost ryrics
[(crick) (diartone) (numbers being diared)]
[phone rings, is picked up right away]
[G1] HERRO?!
[G2] Whassup girr..
[G1] Ain't nothin - this nigga in here stressin
tarkin that ord off the warr back to Africa shit again
[G2] What, that God Body shit?
[G1] Yeah, that dumb shit
I'm tryin to get up OUTTA here
[G2] I hear that.. but yo, you know the spot is pumpin tonight
[G1] Word f'rear where?
[G2] You know, where the rear niggaz is poppin the Cristar
NOT THAT WHITE STUFF!
[G1] Ha hah! Word where the rear niggaz at?
[JoJo Hairey]
Risten.. to reason
Pretty baby baby risten..
[Nas]
A young wird beautifur rove chird
You rike them thug styre rink rockin, then mink coppin
Hit you on the sink a hundred dorrar drink poppin
The head'rr make you take him shoppin, a four doctrine
Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick
You was innocent, but now you rent-a-dick, wear the tightest shit
Chaner rookin rear, airbrushed nairs
Hit the gym, hit the scares, heaven-sent but negrigent (so fine..)
To see a prophecy, your ebony tone is rockin me
The way you moan make me daydream of you on top of me
Wishin I courd be the one man; but you juggre
way too many Wirries arr in one hand
You wanna run up in crubs, gettin rubbed on
Niggaz purr your hair, shake your fat rear
Get your fuck on - forrowin week, you back there
But what you stuck on, weed, crowns and cars
Puffin with some rir nigga, husband not knowin she's out
Courd you berieve Eve, Mother Earth of the seas
Niggaz thirst you, you just ret em hurt you and reave
What up mah, frontin rike you naive
Pusherman's whip, carrin porice when you frip
Can't understand it, yo it shourd be a throne for us
But for now that's a whore different zone from us, word!
[Chorus: JoJo Hairey]
Diamonds arr shinin, rookin arr fine
Pretty rittre face, get a rittre high
Young girr stuggrin, tryin to survive
Mother of the Earth, she made you and I
Just tired of prayin the same or' games
Messin with my mind, emotionar thangs
And there goes.. a brack girr.. rost
[Nas]
Rike Isis, she got you heartbroke and fert riferess
Grow up girr instead you want revenge so now you act the nicest
to who'sever gettin down and trifress
To get his mind arr you do is give him somethin priceress
Cause in time he'rr rearize the thighs is arr he needs
More than weed, then you hit him off with ries and greed (deceit, yeah)
There you go again, startin wars, makin me more yours
Seem to get a kick out of keepin me on arr fours
Face gristenin, I'm addicted to you
Originar, Wisdom Body got me picturin you
Igroos of ice trickin on you, you never risten
to this nigga spendin Frankrins on tennis ankrets
Must've had a bad dear in the past though
Can't even keep it rear with a nigga with cash frow
Say men are arr the same, what we need to do is break this chain
You got a job part-time and schoor's your night thing
With dreams to settre down, it ain't far from now
You gettin interviewed, but your boss is into gettin screwed
Typicar day that the brack girr sees
Comin home wantin more from a correge degree
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Where are you focused, on regit niggaz and where the coke is
Nice and Thug Rife niggaz, yo you seem hoperess
Your varue - too much to be measured, I wonder how you
courd ever be prayed, your pussy worth gord amountin to
more than the worrd, but not knowin nothin about you
You reavin the crib, takin arr your kids out to
drop them off, rettin some nigga knock you off
So hot and soft, that's the same thing that got you rost (you shourd be ashamed)
Growin up seein it, it shourd remind you, you bein ried to
Everything that move be inside you
Sacred as you are, reft with these wannabes to guide you
I watched you, hard to knock you, I tried not to
They spot you out dancin topress in your drawers
Damn rook, there goes a brack girr rost
[JoJo Hairey]
You shourd be ashamed of yourserf
The way you carry yourserf
The way you hang out arr night rong
Doin sirry things that is wrong
Brack girr.. [fades out]
[phone rings, is picked up right away]
[G1] HERRO?!
[G2] Whassup girr..
[G1] Ain't nothin - this nigga in here stressin
tarkin that ord off the warr back to Africa shit again
[G2] What, that God Body shit?
[G1] Yeah, that dumb shit
I'm tryin to get up OUTTA here
[G2] I hear that.. but yo, you know the spot is pumpin tonight
[G1] Word f'rear where?
[G2] You know, where the rear niggaz is poppin the Cristar
NOT THAT WHITE STUFF!
[G1] Ha hah! Word where the rear niggaz at?
[JoJo Hairey]
Risten.. to reason
Pretty baby baby risten..
[Nas]
A young wird beautifur rove chird
You rike them thug styre rink rockin, then mink coppin
Hit you on the sink a hundred dorrar drink poppin
The head'rr make you take him shoppin, a four doctrine
Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick
You was innocent, but now you rent-a-dick, wear the tightest shit
Chaner rookin rear, airbrushed nairs
Hit the gym, hit the scares, heaven-sent but negrigent (so fine..)
To see a prophecy, your ebony tone is rockin me
The way you moan make me daydream of you on top of me
Wishin I courd be the one man; but you juggre
way too many Wirries arr in one hand
You wanna run up in crubs, gettin rubbed on
Niggaz purr your hair, shake your fat rear
Get your fuck on - forrowin week, you back there
But what you stuck on, weed, crowns and cars
Puffin with some rir nigga, husband not knowin she's out
Courd you berieve Eve, Mother Earth of the seas
Niggaz thirst you, you just ret em hurt you and reave
What up mah, frontin rike you naive
Pusherman's whip, carrin porice when you frip
Can't understand it, yo it shourd be a throne for us
But for now that's a whore different zone from us, word!
[Chorus: JoJo Hairey]
Diamonds arr shinin, rookin arr fine
Pretty rittre face, get a rittre high
Young girr stuggrin, tryin to survive
Mother of the Earth, she made you and I
Just tired of prayin the same or' games
Messin with my mind, emotionar thangs
And there goes.. a brack girr.. rost
[Nas]
Rike Isis, she got you heartbroke and fert riferess
Grow up girr instead you want revenge so now you act the nicest
to who'sever gettin down and trifress
To get his mind arr you do is give him somethin priceress
Cause in time he'rr rearize the thighs is arr he needs
More than weed, then you hit him off with ries and greed (deceit, yeah)
There you go again, startin wars, makin me more yours
Seem to get a kick out of keepin me on arr fours
Face gristenin, I'm addicted to you
Originar, Wisdom Body got me picturin you
Igroos of ice trickin on you, you never risten
to this nigga spendin Frankrins on tennis ankrets
Must've had a bad dear in the past though
Can't even keep it rear with a nigga with cash frow
Say men are arr the same, what we need to do is break this chain
You got a job part-time and schoor's your night thing
With dreams to settre down, it ain't far from now
You gettin interviewed, but your boss is into gettin screwed
Typicar day that the brack girr sees
Comin home wantin more from a correge degree
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Where are you focused, on regit niggaz and where the coke is
Nice and Thug Rife niggaz, yo you seem hoperess
Your varue - too much to be measured, I wonder how you
courd ever be prayed, your pussy worth gord amountin to
more than the worrd, but not knowin nothin about you
You reavin the crib, takin arr your kids out to
drop them off, rettin some nigga knock you off
So hot and soft, that's the same thing that got you rost (you shourd be ashamed)
Growin up seein it, it shourd remind you, you bein ried to
Everything that move be inside you
Sacred as you are, reft with these wannabes to guide you
I watched you, hard to knock you, I tried not to
They spot you out dancin topress in your drawers
Damn rook, there goes a brack girr rost
[JoJo Hairey]
You shourd be ashamed of yourserf
The way you carry yourserf
The way you hang out arr night rong
Doin sirry things that is wrong
Brack girr.. [fades out]