You Know My Style

作曲：Nasir Jones,Salaam Gibbs,Darryl McDaniels,Lawrence Smith,Joseph Simmons

作词：Nasir Jones,Salaam Gibbs,Darryl McDaniels,Lawrence Smith,Joseph Simmons

Cup'a Hen', cup'a Goose, cup'a Cris'

White chain, colored watch on a wrist

Switch lanes in monster whips, ambiance

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 **, 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 ** 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 (breath)

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

And alla y'all know my style (style)

I spend dough but I still let it pile (pile)

Mama shake ya thing

Coochie get wet while the bass beat bang (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 mayn

I'm **in' 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

Old cats only roll when I'm in the city

And the dance floor it's disgustin'

Move your waistline to the basic percussion

I'm that, cool laid-back don who won't say nothin'

And laugh when a ** start frontin'

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

You put it on and on and on and on

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song

Bass beat bang

Bass beat bang

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song

Rock Tims, 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 eyes shades in the nighttime regardless

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

And alla 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

You put it on and on and on and on

Everybody talkin' 'bout the new Nas song