Popular Thug Feat Nas by Nas
[Intro: Nas]
Yeah, yea, yea, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh, yo
[Nas]
Ladies love what I been through, blood on my Tim boots
Snub noses, club closes, down where my men shoot
But she can't stand, I'm sharing everything wit the
fam'
That means them too, flat screen, Benz Coupe
Plus I entertain bosses
At my Spanish style Lagerfeld, furnished up fortress
But look at this thang, in Alexander McQueen's
Giuseppe Zanotti's, the sexiest bodies
And I, betcha she prolly, heard how I love 'em and
leave 'em
But she still wanna suck 'em and eat 'em
Cause I'm a poet, a preacher, and a pimp wit words
A thief who stole her heart, a prince she deserves
[Kelis]
I should have known, by the way that you stared
Eyeing passes by, like your rich but life ain't fair,
but ya
[Bridge: Kelis]
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
Make my record skip
[Chorus: Kelis] + (Nas)
I would have never talked to you
If I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (Ya damn right)
I would have never talked to you
If I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (Ya damn right)
[Nas]
I take, I don't ask for nothin'
You fake, I look past ya frontin', for cash I'm a
glutton
I'ma, bad influence yo, I'll ya marriage ruined
By hangin wit me, you get ass from some new chicks
My life's so fluent, pass ya music
Honey's I hit, hear my songs and get mad and lose it
Cause I'm a sexed crazed bastard
I lace Kelis with a cushion cut engagement ring, we
done, that's it
[Kelis]
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