[Verse 1: Nas]

                      Cup'a Hen', cup'a Goose, cup'a 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 ordered dark liquors

                      Clear liquors, y'all niggaz are s-e-x

                      Yes we get respected, eclectic messages

                      Left our brains, get into a female's estrogen

                      She feels electric, her breasts she touchin' them

                      Wet 'tween the legs from this thug seduction

                      N-a-s, then they ass, over-spank it

                      Whisperin' she loves intelligent gangstas

                      Call fatties 'bubbles', call head 'skull'

                      Before I get either I need some Red Bull

                      She'll scream as I pushed in her freezing 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, don't fuck with just anything

                      Gotta come up, run up and get touched up

                      Suicide, that's if you confront us</p>
                    <p>[Chorus I: Nas]

                      Don't talk, just hold your breath

                      Been here a while, s'only one nigga left

                      And all'a y'all know my style

                      I spend dough but I still let it pile</p>
                    <p>Mama shake ya 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</p>
                    <p>[Verse 2: Nas]

                      Uh, from a boy to a king

                      Love to rock diamonds and fancy rings

                      I'm a thoroughbred, real heavy mang

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

                      Fellas who beat bodies with me

                      Kidnappers and stick-up kids, they all poli' with me

                      Pop bottles with me, button-up shirts and throwbacks

                      Those 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 nuttin'

                      And laugh when a nigga start frontin'</p>
                    <p>[Chorus II: Nas]

                      And all'a y'all know my style

                      I spend dough but I still let it pile

                      Mama shake ya thing

                      Coochie get wet while the bass beat bang</p>
                    <p>You put it on and on and on and on

                      Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song</p>
                    <p>Bass beat bang [2X]

                      Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song</p>
                    <p>[Verse 3: Nas]

                      Rock Tims, rock Chucks, rock Bapes

                      I like 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're way outta character

                      Do the knowledge, graduated hood college with honors

                      Pay homage to Nas, Dickies and Converse

                      On her eyes shades in the nighttime regardless

                      The army's so thick you can't harm us</p>
                    <p>[Chorus III: Nas]

                      And all'a y'all know my style

                      I spend dough but I still let it pile</p>
                    <p>Mama shake ya 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