White Label (Explicit)

White Label (Explicit) - Nas

Y'all n**gas better not be coming around

Me with that fugazi no more you know

Got that thang for your a** you know

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna have to leave you

A Vet stylin' at Met Gala tuna salad from La Scala

Black sweats swallow a lot of **

God it hard to quit the bottom feeder lobster eater

When I fast I see Elijah's features

A million cash for a Nas feature

Nas cheaper do it for free if you do it for me

52 bar verse if the beat is movin' me

Stumble through customs coppin' cubans at the duty free

Layin' on the most expensive beds still I'm losin' sleep

Next to Jet's beauty of the week 1993

Chin grabber neck choker in her mouth spitter

Blouse ripper a** gripper that dig you out n**ga

I ain't gon' hold you old head gave me old news

I don't owe you shoulda heard when I told you

You are an extension of what I've worked hard to build

You believe in your own lies can't be real

And the odds is that what you love can kill you

Like a heart physician who dies from a heart attack

I know the consumer behavior I target that

You impressed with what they wearin' I started that

You gotta know

It's kinda terrific

It's kinda terrific the product of slick rick

Somebody woulda told me then I would come outta this sh*t rich

And start up a business I woulda thought they was playin'

All them n**gas I ran with all that weight they was weighin'

A light bulb switched in my mind at the classes I cut

Just a spazz puttin' wax in the blunt

The baddest I want she wear Lipmatic to front

We building businesses you can be mad if you want

It's bubbly 'til it's bubbles we see

Drinkin' like Dean Martin is nothin' to me

The spirits is somethin' I can't part

And it's fun to be me

So cheers here's to the Kanye production this eve

Watered roses it's war baby

My n**ga high said it's me I drive 'em all crazy

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna

I'm gonna