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Nas' Angels... The Flyest
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Word Word word Word Nas: I come through in a new to Smiling Faces Check out my jewelry piled in your faces Italian Air Forces leather laces with the basket weave Iron in your face so fast from the draft, you'll sneeze It's the nastiest, flashiest, turn girls to masochists 'Cause I be giving 'em pain, it's a cold world I laugh as if snappin' on you But I ain't a joke; you think I'm here to entertain you Fallen angel after them halos Nobody move 'til I say so, take the money out the safe slow Escape route and I'm out, I cake out like The flyest Pharrell: (You got to be the flyest) I know your ass is mean, like them strapped on jeans But you can work it like that (You got to be the flyest) You just take my pumps while standing in your pumps 'Cause you can work it like that (You got to be the flyest) You just breathe and stare while I'm pulling your hair 'Cause you can work it like that (You got to be the flyest) You could be Nas's angel, let the largest train you But you work it like that Nas: Uh uh, Philly rap a hydro, puffing on a line slow Your CD need me keep it kickin' like Del Greco Pull up at South Beach I know For King Solomon jewelry security in the Tahoe Spandex for money, I stay on the tight G-packs and weed stacks stay on the flight Elbow out the left window, K is on the right Canary out her ears, you know she playin' 'em right Hilton style, Braveheart, y'all don't want no war with us Dump a semi out a , I made girls bust When I hit 'em full thrust, full throttle Pharrell: (You got to be the flyest) I know your ass is mean, like them strapped on jeans


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