Nas

Nas - Black Girl Lost lyrics

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A young wild beautiful love child
 You like them thug style
 Link rockin  the mink coppin
 Hit you on the sink
 A hundred dollar drink poppin
 The head'll make him take you shoppin
 A foul doctrine
 Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick
 You was innocent
 But now you rent a dick  wear the tightest shit
 Chanel lookin real  airbrushed nails
 Hit the gym  hit the scales
 Heaven sent but neglegent
 To see a profesy
 Your ebony tone is lockin me
 The way you moan make me daydream of you on top of me
 Wishin I could be the one man
 But you juggle way too many willies all in one hand
 you wanna run up in clubs
 Gettin rubbed on
 niggaz pull your hair, shake your fat rear, get your fuck on
 Next week you're back there
 But what you stuck on
 Weed, clowns and cars, puffin some lil nigga
 Husband not knowin
 But ou believe
 She, mother earth of the seas
 niggaz thirst you
 But you just let em hurt you and leave
 What up ma, frontin like you naive
 Pushin man whip
 Call the police when you flip
 Cant understand it
 Yo, it should be a throne for us
 But for now that's a whole different zone for us
 Word!

 Chorus:
 Diamonds all shinin, lookin all fine
 Pretty little face, get a little high
 Youngs girls stuggling, tryin to survive
 Mother's of the earth, she made you and I
 just tired of playin the same ole games
 Messin with my mind, emotional things
 And there goes a black girl lost

 Like Isis
 She got your heart broken felt lifeless
 Grow up girl
 You said you want revenge so you act the nicest
 To who's ever gettin down and trifless
 To get his mind all you do is give him somethin priceless
 Cause in time he'll realize the thighs is all he needs
 More than weed, then you'll hit him of wit lies and greed
 There you go again, startin wars, makin me more yours
 Seem to get a kick out of keepin me all yours
 Face glitterin, I'm addicted to you
 Original wisdom body got me picturin you
 Igloos of ice trickling on you
 You never listen to this nigga spendin Franklins on tennis anklets
 Must've had a bad deal in the past though
 Can't even keep it real with a nigga with cash flow
 Say men are all the same
 What we need to do is break these chains
 You got a job part time and schools you night thins
 Wild dreams, without a doubt, it ain't far from now
 You gettin interviewed, but your boss is into gettin screwed
 Typical day that a black girl sees
 Comin home wantin' more than a college degree

 Chorus

 And there goes a black girl lost

 Well you focus, all legit niggaz where the coke is
 Nice and thug life niggaz, yo you seem hopeless
 You value too much to be measured
 I wonder how you could ever be played
 Your pussy's worth more gold amounting to
 More than the world, but not knowing nothin about you
 You leavin the crib, takin all your kids, to drop them off
 Lettin some nigga knock you off, wet and soft
 That's the same thing that got you lost
 Growing up seein it, it should remind you
 You bein lied to, everything that move be inside you
 Scared as you are, being left with the wannabes that guide you
 I watched you, hard to knock you
 I tried hard not to spot you
 By dancin topless in your draws
 Damn, there goes a balck girl lost
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Copyrights:

Author: N. Jones/L. Lewis/Mtume/Lucas, James Mtume, Leshan Lewis, Nasir Jones, Reggie Lucas

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc., Zomba Enterprises, Inc., Ill Will Music, Inc., Slamuwell Productions Inc., DJ Premier Publishing, Gifted Pearl, Grand Imperial Music, Bridgeport Music, Inc., Juvenile Hall Music, BMG-Careers Music Inc., Famous Music Corporat

Details:

Released in: 1996

Language: English

Appearing on: It Was Written (1996)

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