| Murs – Nina Ross Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Rest of the lyrics: thicker than a snicker, had to kick it to the miss, She said, my name is Nina, I said, like Elina, You know I'm a musician with a pitcher for latinas, She said, that's cool I'm black, South African in fact, I understand your spanish but your accent is whack Quick on the attack, I kept my composure, should i fall back, nah i pimped in closer My english is just fine, and your beauty is sublime, on this continent miss, you should constitute a dime, I'm cool with the rhyme, but slicker with the drag, in a few minutes, ill be feelin on the ass For her, she just laughed, I caught her by surprise, Said i need directions, im lost in your eyes She fell for it guys, hook, line and sinker Now I start to feel like this chick's not a thinker, All attitude, no apptitude, imagine her condition after she's had a few We talk about nina, we talk about nina, we talk about nina..nina ross Bartender, bartender, come serve her up and put it all on this card right here, word up I talk, i talk, and she drank, she drank And then she said something like, "I think, I cant, make it to my car, can you help me out?" I said no prob, she kissed me on the mouth, She tasted like a mixture of one fifty one, and straight gasoline, but i'm not a picky one I grabbed her coat, then i grabbed her keys, then i grabbed her arm and said,"Ma`am could you please, lead the way'' Seafood play, this has got to be the best way for me to end the day She looked better than the government check, it was her beauty not her booty, that's word to Mike Epps You know im a vet, so we marched and we stepped, She said, "I'm parked around the corner, its the Benz on the left" A benz, a benz? Did this broad say a benz? It took everything I had for me to not call my friends, or lose my lunch, but then all at once, this girl sobered up, like she was never drunk, She said, "That was all a front, Mr. Walk-like-a-man, remember me a few years back, tourin'?" I stuttered, I stammered, I looked for the camera And when i looked back, she was reachin for the hammer, Pulled out the jammie, aimed it at my throat, She yelled, "Stick em up!", I said, "Stop, no don't!" Pistol whipped me, then she hit me, swept me off my feet quickly, Got me for my DS and my Sidekick 3, She made me stand up then she told me strip down "What you gonna with that glowstick now?" She opened up the truck, made me crawl into it, About to squeeze the trigger, I said, "Please don't do it'' 50 paint balls, at point blank range, I flinched, I bled, I screamed out in pain She said, "Remember my face, consider this a message to the women you disgrace, you use us then abuse us anytime you feel horny, then bounce, and leave a fake number in the morning" I cried, apologized, but as the tears started formin, she laughed, blew a kiss, and then she slammed the trunk on me We talk about nina, we talk about nina, we talk about nina, nina ross |
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