Always thought the song was fire, but it just clicked today how nice Nas was on this song...
[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qdEWlwU23W8[/ame]
I pull a string on a lamp and shyt darkens
I'm living in an elegant Moroccan apartment
Proletarian chicks sparkin'
Convo weak, and I don't really care for her jargon
Balcony is windy, looking at the stars and
I be on the Henny woozy in the head, wobblin'
Gucci pillow on the bed while she giving noggin
Listening and tripping off the Maxwell album
Thinking I should leave to a European island
Bristol or Spain, bring a book about Stalin
Dinner serenaded with a violin
But shorty not qualified to be took to that kind of outing
Gotta be a fly bytch to hang around that fly shyt
Fine dining, Olive Garden
Nah bytch, Nas is in the real deal food spots on the constant
Pick the right wine, a Chianti to wash it
Lifestyle encompasses top notch watches
Rolexes, synonymous shyt I'm coppin'
Ask her has she been around duffle bags
Full of that "fukk you cash"
Get off the jet with me in heels, I'll cup your ass
Lookin' in my eyes sayin' "Nas, you one lucky b*stard"
Grip your clutch, you get finger fukked in the passenger
I hit the Dutch, blow smoke out, music and laughter
See us in the coupe flying past ya
[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qdEWlwU23W8[/ame]
I pull a string on a lamp and shyt darkens
I'm living in an elegant Moroccan apartment
Proletarian chicks sparkin'
Convo weak, and I don't really care for her jargon
Balcony is windy, looking at the stars and
I be on the Henny woozy in the head, wobblin'
Gucci pillow on the bed while she giving noggin
Listening and tripping off the Maxwell album
Thinking I should leave to a European island
Bristol or Spain, bring a book about Stalin
Dinner serenaded with a violin
But shorty not qualified to be took to that kind of outing
Gotta be a fly bytch to hang around that fly shyt
Fine dining, Olive Garden
Nah bytch, Nas is in the real deal food spots on the constant
Pick the right wine, a Chianti to wash it
Lifestyle encompasses top notch watches
Rolexes, synonymous shyt I'm coppin'
Ask her has she been around duffle bags
Full of that "fukk you cash"
Get off the jet with me in heels, I'll cup your ass
Lookin' in my eyes sayin' "Nas, you one lucky b*stard"
Grip your clutch, you get finger fukked in the passenger
I hit the Dutch, blow smoke out, music and laughter
See us in the coupe flying past ya
