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worlds fair – n.a.a.s. lyrics

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feat. prince samo, nasty nigel & remy banks

(hook)
he was talkin’ like they went thru this and that
but truthfully we know they are whack
come thru, with my crew, say we go in shame, but we stay cool
hit you straight with the finest dope,
we smoking reggie man, we know you broke

(verse)
i woke up to a picture, perfect mona lisa
indian head dress in my dresser, getting head while getting dressed up
made it new yourker, three quarter above the leathers
drinking jack while eating breakfast
livin’ like i’m kesha
i’m who the tastemakers got their taste from
go check your taste buds, all black and real left off with flavor
them gold rings, them dark shades, that’s flavor
yo shirt on, them furrs on, that’s flavor
them n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t, drinkin’ on yo girl’s tab
feelin’ on yo girl’s -ss, them n-gg-s ain’t about
give me my money, and my n-gg-s, and some pictures that i’m ill
cause there no p-ssy like new p-ssy, that’s how a n-gg- feel
that’s how i feel. (that’s how i feel) x4

(hook)
people talkin’ like they gon’ do this and that
truthfully we know they whack
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t
come thru, with my crew, say we go in shame, but we stay cool
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t
hit you straight with the finest dope,
we smoking reggie man, we know you broke
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t
the finest hoes and designer clothes
don’t f-ck with us, cause we really rock
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t

(verse: nasty nigel)
who’s the coolest n-gg- in town doin’ this sh-t?
money makin’, maneuvers in hoovers, i’m flewin’ in rich
influence the tastemakers, and tastetesters and taste for snakers
i’ve been decent, t.v. embrace the n-gg-s
you start all cope, like sammy salsa
i’m from colona, new york’s version of south of the border
so no mames gue, transplant western essays, long walk from the train
this where my head lies
spread across the bed like ricky martin alb-m covers
i’m danny glover, leapin’ from buildings and savin’ the mothers
nasty nigel, but fine features, wally accepted
no second guess on who takes the cake to eat it on sight
sitting court side with shades on
cause i’m nappin’, you poppin’ bottles for follow
because you actin’. that’s why yo lady hit me, because she love the s-x
put it on the chest and grab the bounty like bobba fet

(hook)
people talkin’ like they gon’ do this and that
truthfully we know they whack
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t
come thru, with my crew, say we go in shame, but we stay cool
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t
hit you straight with the finest dope,
we smoking reggie man, we know you broke
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t
the finest hoes and designer clothes
don’t f-ck with us, cause we really rock
n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t

(verse: remy banks)
i breathe thru with my crew
we see ’em thru the shade, but we stay cool
them n-gg-s ain’t about sh-t, shawty hit my cellphone
she told me that she need that
i said, ai’ght, i be there if i black
roll up and relax
by the way, i seen yo man, he was with the squad
they try to act out, buyin’ multiple bottles of christa
with the sparkles in ’em, cravin’ attention like women
starin’ in our direction, bet they did it with intention
but that just made me wanna f-ck you harder in no conduit
left the weed, smoke screen, and made the smoothest getaway
can you blame a n-gg-? ma, you make revenge sweeter
i’m tryna deem you straight, but i can imagine an og
you walk in my wing in that black lingerie
like lady marmelade, i’mma run, i’mma go thru yo moulin rouge
when i get there, cause you know how a n-gg- do
hang up, and open the door, sh-t, i’m outfront



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