You Know My Style

Cup of Hen, cup of Goose, cup of Cris

White chain, colored watch on the wrist

Switch lanes in monster whips, ambience

Specially dressed, guess who? Nas, it's obvious

Step to bars, we just order dark liquors

Clear liquors, y'all **** are S-E-X

Yes, we get respected, eclectic messages

Left our brains straight into a female's estrogen

She feels electric, her breasts, she's touchin' them

Wet 'tween the legs from this thug seduction

N-A-S, bend they ass, over spank it

Whisperin' she loves intelligent gangsters

Call fatties bubbles, call head skull

Before I get either, I need some Red Bull

She'll scream as I push in her freezin' cold pool

When she piss, she gon' bleed in the whole stool

That's how much I wanna bang and touch her pretty thing

Won't pluck no chicken wing, won't fuck with just anything

Gotta come up, run up and get touched up

Suicide, that's if you confront us

Don't talk, just hold your breath

Been here a while, only one **** left

And all of y'all know my style

I spend dough but I still let it pile

Mama, shake your thing

Coochie get wet while the bass beat, bang

You put it on and on and on and on

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song

Uh, from a boy to a king

Love to rock diamonds and fancy rings

I'm a thoroughbred, real heavy, man

I'm fuckin' something tonight, that's on everything

Fellas who beat bodies with me

Kidnappers and stick-up kids, they all poly with me

Pop bottles with me, button up shirts and throwbacks

Old cats only roll when I'm in the city

And the dance floor is disgustin'

Move your waistline to the basic percussion

I'm that cool, laid back don who won't say nothing

And laugh when a **** start frontin'

And all of y'all know my style

I spend dough but I still let it pile

Mama, shake your thing

Coochie get wet while the bass beat, bang

You put it on and on and on and on

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song

Bass beat bangs

Bass beat bangs

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song

Rock Timbs, rock Chucks, rock BAPEs

Her light eyes, pretty lips, fly face

First you said you would spread for me in an instant

See me with the next chick, now you act different

Power of the stick shift, now I embarrass her

Play your position, you way outta character

Do the knowledge, graduated hood college with honors

Pay homage to Nas, Dickies, and Converse

On the eye shades in the nighttime regardless

The army's so thick, you can't harm us

And all of y'all know my style

I spend dough but I still let it pile

Mama, shake your thing

Coochie get wet while the bass beat, bang

You put it on and on and on and on

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song