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    [Verse 1: Nas]
    I pull a string on a lamp and shit 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 I'll bring a book about Stalin
    Then I'm serenaded with the violin
    But shorty not qualified to be took to that kind of outing
    Gotta be a fly bitch to hang around that fly shit
    Fine dining, Olive Garden
    Nah bitch, 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 shit I'm coppin
    Ask her has she been around duffle bags
    Full of that fuck you cash
    Get off the jet with me in heels, I'll cup your ass
    Lookin in my eyes sayin "Nas, you one lucky bastard"
    Grip your clutch, you get finger fucked in the passenger
    Hit the Dutch, I blow smoke out, music and laughter
    See us in the coupe flying past ya

    [Verse 2: Nas]
    Esco, dress code, it changes
    Herrod's in England
    Back to the star spangled labels in my closet hanging
    Counting wonder in the tundra
    Can't humble the disgruntled when I come through, confront ya
    Let nothing slide, sly remarks
    You must wanna die, but you frontin wild
    When we all know you pumpkin pie
    When we in the bus we fly better shit than Emirates
    To Dubai, to the Chi, I'm a crucial conflict
    Heaven sent, cause a storm, typhoon flood you out
    You are what a thug about? I'm a fuckin juggernaut
    Never sleep, never tire, keep a freak I tie up
    Who don't speak, she quiet
    So I can think, conspire
    On my feet's are tired, and sometimes sneakers
    Wear ties at the Setai Miami time-pieces
    Are from Zurich. It's like I'm allergic
    To non-oxidolic non
    Give it to you raw so you can feel it

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