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Cup'a hen', cup'a goose, cup'a
White chain, colored on a wrist
Switch lanes in monster whips,
Specially dressed, who? Nas, it's obvious
to bars, we just order dark liquors
Clear liquors, niggaz are SEX
Yes, we get respectic, eclectic
Left our brains, grit a female's estrogen
She feels electric, her she's touchin' them
Wet 'tween the legs from thug seduction

NAS, then they ass, it
Whisperin' she loves gangstas
Call fatties, bubbles, call skull
I get either I need some Red Bull
She'll scream as I pushed in her freezing cold
When she she gon' bleed in the whole stool
That's how I wanna bang and touch her pretty thing
Won't pluck no chicken wing, fuck with just anything
Gotta up, run up and get touched up
Suicide, that's if you us

talk, just hold your breath
Been here a while, only one nigga left
And all'a y'all know my
I dough but I still let it pile
Mama shake ya
Coochie get wet while the bass beat
You put it on and on and on and on
Everybody 'bout the new Nas song

Uh, a boy to a King
Love the rock and fancy rings
I'm a thoroughbred, real heavy
I'm fuckin' something tonight that's on
Fellas who beat bodies me
Kidnappers and stick-up kids, they all poli' me
Pop with me, button-up shirts and throwbacks
Old cats only when I'm in the city
And the floor it's disgustin'
your waistline to the basic percussion
I'm that, cool laid-back don who won't say
And laugh when a start frontin'

And all'a y'all my style
I spend dough but I let it pile
Mama ya thing
get wet while the bass beat bang
You put it on and on and on and on
Everybody talkin' the new Nas song
Bass beat
Bass beat
Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas

Rock Tims, rock Chucks, rock
Her light eyes, lips, fly face
you said you would spread for me in an instant
See me the next chick, now you act different
of the stick shift, now I embarrass her
Play your position, you way outta
Do the knowledge, graduated college with honors
Pay to Nas, Dickies and Converse
On the eyes shades in the regardless
The army's so thick you harm us

And y'all know my style
I spend but I still let it pile
shake ya thing
Coochie get wet while the bass beat
You put it on and on and on and on
talkin' 'bout the new Nas song