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| Nas Nas Make The World Go Round Lace the nations don't have it A hatred addict I need faces mad with frowns When I'm around Or I'm wasting the fabric I don't feel greater To my plush pieces 'Cause you to suck your teeth So mean-mugging on my clean-thugging Mean nothing Women dream I'm your husband I'm Alex Pushkin The black poetry-writing Russian Ice disgusting I started bling How could you question my direction Or my time for collection Gangstas two-steppin' You hate me Should thank me But lately I burned so much trees I keep environmentalists angry I'm a rare dude, I'm a wonder Your best success is my worst blunder Y'all living trendy on pennies I cop plenty Fendi Vivienne Westwood, I'm good Get the whole Trump Tower top floor for the hood Dre & Cool, we riding heavy And why to Miami? 'Cause . . . We start with Bellini's and end with Patron shots H. Lorenzo belt buckle from Chrome Heart A-life tag???? popper It'd be sad not to walk out the store with bags Worth a 100 cash, shopping Violence only when hafta Hafta to swell you up ??????? as you wet a vanilla dutch Mets cap, that's Queens, I'm a vet Bet that, 300 carats the average up on the neck, black Paid the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss Weekends at the Venetian, pull up in that black Porsche Top down, new fashion Seeing me is like seeing through the lens of Helmut Newton's camera Light flashing, and I'm laughin' My plaque's from album sales Y'all is ringtone platinum But .99 cents adds up I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em The new young Prince with young Mike Jackson on the same track |
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