N.A.D.I.A. O.H. - Nadia Oh

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’m a bit (?)

All around the world from Paris to Milan

My 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 'cos you know he’s cockin' it

Tick-tock I’mma take it to the top

Black Amex 'cos 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

I’mma stay fly 'til the day that I die

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

You’re jealous 'cos my name is 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 get the look

And I’m a really hard drug that’ll keep you hooked

And I know I won’t keep you yawnin'

Keep going 'til six in the morning

I’m not here just to start a fight,

I’m like this little beauty wasn’t rockin' right.

I make it look easy man;

Slow it down and catch it if you can

So fly I drive a man insane,

And I’ll get your man singin' my name

N.A.D.I.A.

Oh

It’s Nadia, baby