[Verse 1]
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Cupa Hen, cupa Goose, cupa Cris
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White chain, colored watch on a wrist
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Switch lanes in monster whips, ambiance
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Specially dressed, guess who? – Nas, its obvious
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Step to bars, we just order dark liquors
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Clear liquors, yall niggas are S-E-X
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Yes, we get respected, eclectic messages
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Left our brains, straight into a females estrogen
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She feels electric, her breasts, shes touchin them
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Wet ‘tween the legs from this thug seduction
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N-A-S, bend they ass over, spank it
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Whisperin she loves intelligent gangstas
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Call fatties “bubbles,” call head “skull”
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Before I get either, I need some Red Bull
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Shell scream as I pushed in her freezing cold pool
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When she piss, she gon bleed in the whole stool
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Thats how much I wanna bang, and touch her pretty thing
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Wont pluck no chicken wing, dont fuck with just anything
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Gotta come up, run up, and get touched up
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Suicide, thats if you confront us
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[Chorus]
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Dont talk, just hold your breath (Breath)
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Been here a while, only one nigga left (Left)
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And alla yall know my style (Style)
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I spend dough but I still let it pile (Pile)
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Mama, shake ya thing
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Coochie get wet while the bass beat bang (Bang)
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You put it on and on and on and on
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Everybody talkin bout the new Nas song
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[Verse 2]
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Uh, from a boy to a king
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Love to rock diamonds and fancy rings
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Im a thoroughbred, real heavy, mayne
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Im fuckin something tonight, thats on everything
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Fellas who beat bodies with me
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Kidnappers and stick-up kids, they all poli with me
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Pop bottles with me
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Button-up shirts and throwbacks, old cats only roll when Im in the city
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And the dance floor, its disgustin
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Move your waistline to the basic percussion
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Im that–cool laid-back don, who wont say nuthin
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And laugh when a nigga start frontin
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[Chorus]
~#**************#~
And alla yall know my style (Style)
~#**************#~
I spend dough but I still let it pile (Pile)
~#**************#~
Mama shake ya thing
~#**************#~
Coochie get wet while the bass beat bang (Bang)
~#**************#~
You put it on and on and on and on
~#**************#~
Everybody talkin bout the new Nas song
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Bass beat bang (Bang)
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Bass beat bang (Bang)
~#**************#~
Everybody talkin bout the new Nas song
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[Verse 3]
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Rock Timbs, rock Chucks, rock BAPEs
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Her light eyes, pretty lips, fly face
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First, you said you would spread for me in an instant
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See me with the next chick, now you act different
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Power of the stick shift, now I embarrass her
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Play your position, you way outta character
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Do the knowledge, graduated hood college with honors
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Pay homage to Nas, Dickies and Converse
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On the eyes, shades in the nighttime, regardless
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The armys so thick you cant harm us
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[Chorus]
~#**************#~
And alla yall know my style (Style)
~#**************#~
I spend dough but I still let it pile (Pile)
~#**************#~
Mama shake ya thing
~#**************#~
Coochie get wet while the bass beat bang (Bang)
~#**************#~
You put it on and on and on and on
~#**************#~
Everybody talkin bout the new Nas song
