DJ Revolution feat. Gang Starr Lyrics
"Nice Girl, Wrong Place"

Just a nice girl, in the wrong place
Just a nice nice girl, in the wrong place

What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?
You want to take my chips I want to take you on trips
So you can help me get my won
Go ahead try it for me here's the story of my money
I'm the owner and I do more than bone you
Maybe help you in fam like Princeton Apollonia
You looking right I see you hooking the night
But something about you got me pushing up tight
Do that dance like Aphrodite cause you mighty
Might be the trick that make me trip just slightly
Your eyes twist and your breast acts on times as hittin'
If it ain't love it is thuggish just smithin'
I'm felling on ya like I'm reading your aura
So, and I hope that I can see you tomorrow
Remembering your face like this
And be chased like this
What you doing in a place like this?

[Chorus:]
Just a nice girl, in the wrong place
And I think I'm getting you in a major way
Just a nice girl, in the wrong place
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatcha doin' in a place like this?

What's a nice girl like you doing here like this?
Busting your heels like this, I know you feel like shit
And you feel like calling it quits, but you need that dough
Paying for school I can see that yo
You're intelligent similar to Angelo
I'm understanding you, I got big plans for you
Your (?) got you going places
You chasing money, ain't no funny faces
You s-serious, just delirious
You like your little outfit, I like the way you wear it
You say your last man was too jealous
Your too young to settle down, girl I let you tell 'em
You're not a video chick not a groupie
Just an ambitious young woman with juicy lips
Remembering your face like this
And be chased like this
What you doing in a place like this

[Chorus:]

What's a nice lady doing in place so shady?
Your innocent stare and there your hair so crazy
Conversation stimulating you with
You got me the big one, taking you with me
I'm in the back drinking Yak, with you on my lap
Give me a dance cause this is my track
You holdin' it down for your own fam'
You wasn't happy with your last old man
Ma, you're doing things your way
You're making your own pay
Gotta have a business of your own one day
Hon it ain't nothing to it, I want to see you do it
I tell you one thing, your last man blew it
A perfect blend of beauty and brains
It's my duty to expand what you doing to me
And remembering your face like this
And be chased like this
What you doing in a place like this