Текст (слова) песни: Nas - You Know My Style

[Verse 1: Nas]
Cup`a Hen`, cup`a Goose, cup`a Cris`
White chain, colored watch on a 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 niggaz are s-e-x
Yes we get respectic, eclectic messages
Left our brains, grit 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, 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

[Chorus I: Nas]
Don`t talk, just hold your breath (breath)
Been here a while, s`only one nigga left (left)
And all`a 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

[Verse 2: Nas]
Uh, from a boy to a king
Love to rock diamonds and fancy rings
I`m a thoroughbred, real heavy mayn
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
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 nuttin`
And laugh when a nigga start frontin`

[Chorus II: Nas]
And all`a 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

Bass beat bang (bang) ---> 2X
Everybody talkin` `bout the new Nas song

[Verse 3: Nas]
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

[Chorus III: Nas]
And all`a 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 (Nas song)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Nas - You Know My Style [Verse 1: Nas] Cup`a Hen`, cup`a Goose, cup`a Cris` White chain, colored watch on a 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 niggaz are s-e-x Yes we get respectic, eclectic messages Left our brains, grit 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, 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 [Chorus I: Nas] Don`t talk, just hold your breath (breath) Been here a while, s`only one nigga left (left) And all`a 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 [Verse 2: Nas] Uh, from a boy to a king Love to rock diamonds and fancy rings I`m a thoroughbred, real heavy mayn 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 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 nuttin` And laugh when a nigga start frontin` [Chorus II: Nas] And all`a 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 Bass beat bang (bang) ---> 2X Everybody talkin` `bout the new Nas song [Verse 3: Nas] 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 [Chorus III: Nas] And all`a 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 (Nas song) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни You Know My Style: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/12383.html Все тексты песен: Nas » Nas - Fetus » Nas - Shootouts » Nas - One Time 4 For Your Mind » Nas - The Prediction » Nas - I Can » Nas - Family » Nas - Got Ur Self A... » Nas - Undying Love » Nas - Too Much For Me » Nas - N.Y. State of Mind Pt. II » Nas - The Set Up » Nas - Last Real Nigga Alive » Nas - Get Down » Nas - Sekou Story » Nas - New World » Nas - N.Y. State Of Mind Part II » Nas - Thugz Mirror Freestyle » Nas - Poppa Was A Playa » Nas - Oochie Wally (Remix) » Nas - You Won`t See Me Tonight Рекомендуем скачать: » Братья Грим - Сотни тысяч вёрст » Бригада С - Реки » Би-2 - Прощай, Берлин » Борис Вайханский - Романс петербургского ревизора-инкогнито Ивана Александровича Хлестакова (к спектаклю Ревизор по Н.В » Браво - Девченка » Борис Вахнюк - Какие были времена... » Борис Вахнюк - Природа, как струна, напряжена... » Банда - Ромео и Джульетта » Би-2 - Зажигать » Борис Вайханский - (первоначальное название Романс поручика Мышлаевского к спектаклю по роману М. Булгакова Белая гвард » Борис Браславский - Синенькая песенка » Буланова Татьяна - Падаю » Борис Вахнюк - Где покой? Идёт война... » Бочаров Владимир - ОТПУСТИ МАМАНЯ » Борис Вахнюк - Вера » Бикини - Никуда не денешься » Браво Земфира - Как быть ? » Башаков бэнд - Раскинув руки » Борис Моисеев - Татуировка » Бригада С - Чем пахнут твои деньги
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