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