N.A.D.I.A. O.H.

I'm Nadia and I'm hot to death I stay fly and my rhymes are fresh I rock Christian Dior, Prada and the Gucci And I rock vintage Fiorucci All around the world from Paris to Milan And Harajuku girls from Tokyo, Japan I'm so hot, don't need a tan 1, 2, 3, I'll take your man Ass so tight in these jeans, I'm rockin' it Ask your man 'cause you know he's clockin' it Tick-tock, I'ma take you to the top Black AmEx 'cause I shop til' I drop Now you know just who I am Let me introduce you to the rest of my band Me, myself and I Gonna stay fly til' the day that I die N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby Nadia and I'm off the chain Those other girls just ain't the same Get jealous 'cause my name's on the list Diamonds on my neck and diamonds on my wrist Don't you wish your girl was like me? Everything that your girl wants to be Can't cook, but I got the look And I'm like a hard drug that'll keep you hooked And I know I won't keep you yawnin' Keep goin' til' six in the mornin' Not here just to start a fight I make this look good, you wasn't rockin' it right I make it look easy, man Slow it down and catch it if you can So fire, drive a man insane Now I bet your man's saying my name N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby N.A.D.I.A Oh It's Nadia, baby