Текст песни Nas f Pharrell - Nas` Angels... The Flyest
Nas f Pharrell - Nas` Angels... The Flyest слова песни
Word word word word[Nas]I come through in a new double R listening to smiling facesCheck out my jewelry pound in your facesItalian air forces leather laces with the basket weaveIron in your face so fast from the draft so sneezeIt`s the nastiest, flashiest, turn girls to MassicastCause I be giving them pain, it`s a cold worldBernie Mac will be snappin` on youBut I ain`t a joke; you think I`m here to entertain youFallen angel after them halosNobody moves until I say so, take the money out the safe slowEscape route and I`m out, I cake out like intimateslike the brightest, the flyest[Chorus]You got to be the flyestI know your ass is mean, like you be strappin themjeans, but you can work it like thatYou got to be the flyestYou just take my pumps while standing in your pumpscause you can work it like thatYou got to be the flyestYou just breathe and stare while I`m pulling your haircause you can work it like thatYou got to be the flyestYou can be Nas`s angel, let the largest train you butyou work it like that[Nas]Uh, Philly rap a hydro, puffing on a line slowYou sea deep need me keep me kickin` like Del RecoPull up at the Delano South Beach I knowFor King Solomon jury security in the TahoeSpandex for money, I stay on the tightG-packs and weed stacks stay on the flightElbow out the left window, okays on the rightCanary out our ears, you know she playing them rightHilton style, billionaire boys clubBraveheart, ya`ll don`t want no war with usDump a semi-auto made by, I made girls bustWhen I hit them full thrust, full throttle[Chorus][Nas]Big living, what it tastes like, tapes right, used to hate lifeTo move an eight, every night was my passionPipe bombs safe from stashes, Aston`s, Rolls RoycesCold oysters and many sorts of women shake like horsesI got them peeling out their clothes, really about this doughProblem, hear me out just scone from my pistol poppin`It`s at my mind, just a mystery schoolBrainwash them, then fix them with my toolsMami hit me with some movesI`m addicted to spinning, dipping these women in different watersWatching for dudes with tape recorders on them cause they informantsI been okay with these warmersGirls harass me and gas me and say that I`m enormous[Chorus]Move your waist girl.. Yeah yeah (x2)You got to be Nas`s AngelYou can be Charlie`s AngelYou can be Nas`s Angel