Worlds Fair

Worlds Fair - N.A.A.S. lyrics

rate me

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 niggas ain't about shit, drinkin' on yo girl's tab

Feelin' on yo girl's ass, them niggas ain't about

Give me my money, and my niggas, and some pictures that I'm ill

Cause there no pussy like new pussy, that's how a nigga 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

Niggas ain't about shit

Come thru, with my crew, say we go in shame, but we stay cool

Niggas ain't about shit

Hit you straight with the finest dope,

We smoking reggie man, we know you broke

Niggas ain't about shit

The finest hoes and designer clothes

Don't fuck with us, cause we really rock

Niggas ain't about shit

(Verse: Nasty Nigel)

Who's the coolest nigga in town doin' this shit?

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 niggas

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 album 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 sex

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

Niggas ain't about shit

Come thru, with my crew, say we go in shame, but we stay cool

Niggas ain't about shit

Hit you straight with the finest dope,

We smoking reggie man, we know you broke

Niggas ain't about shit

The finest hoes and designer clothes

Don't fuck with us, cause we really rock

Niggas ain't about shit

(Verse: Remy Banks)

I breathe thru with my crew

We see 'em thru the shade, but we stay cool

Them niggas ain't about shit, 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 fuck you harder in no conduit

Left the weed, smoke screen, and made the smoothest getaway

Can you blame a nigga? 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 nigga do

Hang up, and open the door, shit, I'm outfront

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