She’s So Fly Nelly (Ft. T.I.)

[Intro: T.I. & Nelly]
Say Mo, yeah bruh
You remember them broads on the strip out in Vegas?
Uh-huh, what about 'em?
Well, I don't know if I told you or not but
Hmm?
Lil' shawty I was in the back seat with man, you know uhh
Uhh, Naomi
I ran into her on Rodeo Drive in L.A., and I was like

[Chorus: Nelly]
(She's so fly)
She's outrageous, I met her out in Vegas
She fresh off the pages of a magazine, I said
(She's so fly)
She like eye candy, I can't stop starin'
I'm like goddamn, I got to have you girl, because
(She's so, fly)

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Hey, hey, hey
Look at shorty hoppin' out that Maserati
In them Giuseppe Zanotti's and that bangin' ass body
In them low cut Frankie B's with the panties peekin' out 'em
With a booty that big, and her stomach rock solid
On Rodeo Drive, walkin' in her Roberto Cavalli
I should probably walk up to the register and say "I got it"
Go and pick up what you want, it's nothin' ma, don't worry about it
That bag should be carried by somebody so exotic
And that dress should be worn when there's nothin' else up under
Just in case I run into you I can pull up to your bumper
She politely declined when I offered her my number
Then I asked her what's her name
Said she'd rather make me wonder
So I paid and she laughed, carried out her bags outside
And I couldn't get her ass, I tried
As I watch her leave out the store
How one man wanted shorty ass and more, for sure