Lil Wayne, Ludacris, 2Pac - Nymphos lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne, Ludacris, 2Pac - Nymphos lyrics]
Weezy Baby now I'm The Type of Nigga That
Be Up In Tha Studio Faithfully
She Ain't Trippin She Wait For Me
I Tell Her When I Get A Break I'm A Break Her
Off So Courageously i Got Dem Bangin Drums
She Got Dem Alicia Keyes
Ooh Girl Let's Make A Beat
Ooh Girl You Make Me Weak Like
Every Time The Track Break
Make The Control Room Boom Like An 808
And If You Walk Your Thong
Into This Vocal Booth I
Can Guarantee I'm A Make This
Song All About You
And You Know I Got Da Drank
You Know I Got Da Stank
It's Amazin How I Think But I Do So
And Every Time I Meet A Girl
She Tell Me That She
Sang And I Say I Gotta House With A Studio
I'm Jus Tryna Do My Thang Baby Video or Audio
Shawty I'm So Smooth I Go
Errywhere That Water Go ooh So Bad, So Mean
Make Me Wrap Yo Ass UpLike A Hot 16
And I Promise You Ain't Wanna
Hear Nobody Else Flow
Welcome To My Studio, You Gon Love My Studo
Now I could make miracles with tempos
It's instrumental waitin for the nymphos
That's the intro shook when ya rushed me
You walked up and touched me
Why? Do you want to fk me?
Just cause I'm paid in the worst way true
Lookin kinda good in your birthday suit
I wonder if your wild or ya act shy
Do you like to be on top or the back side?
Watch when you lick your lips
Shake your hips goddamn, I love that shit
Now let's stop fake gimme real now
I got a room and a hard on, Still down?
Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes
When we head for my hideout, act right
Boss playa when I ride out, that's right
Oh Shit Baby Is A Dime Piece
More Than Just Fine
She's Personally Blessed From The Gods
If I Seen Her Right Now
She Could Get Me Hard
Didn't Wanna Talk To Me Just To See My Car
Never Had Sex With A Rich Rap Star
Til I Got Her In Theh
Back Of My Homeboy's Car
Tell Me Why Do We Live This Way
Money Ova Biches Let Me Hear You Say
What's Yo Phone Number are You Alone?
Got A Pocket Full Of Rubbers Let's Bone
Time To Tell Ya Girlfriend To Take You Home
I Had Fun, But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone
Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To
Rewind These Ordinary Words I Say
If You Opening Ya Mouth
Bet In A Minute You'll Find It's Time
Let The Outlaws Play
Ludacris can't hide or deny that I wanna
Get you down to them Vickie Seeecretsss
And your body I won't misguide
Mistreat or misleeeeead it
Hate it up, love it, they can't cut it
So strut it number one shaker
Like Vick's vapor I wanna fkin ruuuuuub it
Louisville slug it hit em with a right left
It's goooooone
Tell every last one of ya girls how good
It was and it's gone be onnnnnn
Soul Train, more brain for meeeee
No pain, no gain, it's so plain to seee
They be like "I've been
Feelin kind of stressed
Can you blow my back out? "
And I'm like "Yea but don't trip if
I happen to yank a track out"
When I get done it's smooth sailin
Once I pull that 'Lac out
Next destination I move forward
Like Jerry Stackhouse
And 1, have fun, when you chillin with Ludi
We'll slow grind to slow jams
While I'm feelin yo booty
We'll hold hand and hold times when
I'm up in that coochie
You so fine I'm so sad
That you feelin so wooooozy
Be Up In Tha Studio Faithfully
She Ain't Trippin She Wait For Me
I Tell Her When I Get A Break I'm A Break Her
Off So Courageously i Got Dem Bangin Drums
She Got Dem Alicia Keyes
Ooh Girl Let's Make A Beat
Ooh Girl You Make Me Weak Like
Every Time The Track Break
Make The Control Room Boom Like An 808
And If You Walk Your Thong
Into This Vocal Booth I
Can Guarantee I'm A Make This
Song All About You
And You Know I Got Da Drank
You Know I Got Da Stank
It's Amazin How I Think But I Do So
And Every Time I Meet A Girl
She Tell Me That She
Sang And I Say I Gotta House With A Studio
I'm Jus Tryna Do My Thang Baby Video or Audio
Shawty I'm So Smooth I Go
Errywhere That Water Go ooh So Bad, So Mean
Make Me Wrap Yo Ass UpLike A Hot 16
And I Promise You Ain't Wanna
Hear Nobody Else Flow
Welcome To My Studio, You Gon Love My Studo
Now I could make miracles with tempos
It's instrumental waitin for the nymphos
That's the intro shook when ya rushed me
You walked up and touched me
Why? Do you want to fk me?
Just cause I'm paid in the worst way true
Lookin kinda good in your birthday suit
I wonder if your wild or ya act shy
Do you like to be on top or the back side?
Watch when you lick your lips
Shake your hips goddamn, I love that shit
Now let's stop fake gimme real now
I got a room and a hard on, Still down?
Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes
When we head for my hideout, act right
Boss playa when I ride out, that's right
Oh Shit Baby Is A Dime Piece
More Than Just Fine
She's Personally Blessed From The Gods
If I Seen Her Right Now
She Could Get Me Hard
Didn't Wanna Talk To Me Just To See My Car
Never Had Sex With A Rich Rap Star
Til I Got Her In Theh
Back Of My Homeboy's Car
Tell Me Why Do We Live This Way
Money Ova Biches Let Me Hear You Say
What's Yo Phone Number are You Alone?
Got A Pocket Full Of Rubbers Let's Bone
Time To Tell Ya Girlfriend To Take You Home
I Had Fun, But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone
Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To
Rewind These Ordinary Words I Say
If You Opening Ya Mouth
Bet In A Minute You'll Find It's Time
Let The Outlaws Play
Ludacris can't hide or deny that I wanna
Get you down to them Vickie Seeecretsss
And your body I won't misguide
Mistreat or misleeeeead it
Hate it up, love it, they can't cut it
So strut it number one shaker
Like Vick's vapor I wanna fkin ruuuuuub it
Louisville slug it hit em with a right left
It's goooooone
Tell every last one of ya girls how good
It was and it's gone be onnnnnn
Soul Train, more brain for meeeee
No pain, no gain, it's so plain to seee
They be like "I've been
Feelin kind of stressed
Can you blow my back out? "
And I'm like "Yea but don't trip if
I happen to yank a track out"
When I get done it's smooth sailin
Once I pull that 'Lac out
Next destination I move forward
Like Jerry Stackhouse
And 1, have fun, when you chillin with Ludi
We'll slow grind to slow jams
While I'm feelin yo booty
We'll hold hand and hold times when
I'm up in that coochie
You so fine I'm so sad
That you feelin so wooooozy