Where Y'all At (B-Boy mix) Lyrics & Tabs by Nas
Where Y'all At (B-Boy mix)
guitar chords lyrics
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where them dimes at?
Where them dimes at?
Where where them dimes at?
Where them dimes at?
Where them dimes at?
Where where them dimes at?
Where where them dimes at?
I slow dance with the Devil
Snow setting in the bezzle
Mo' sipping
phantom
Aaron Neville
Polo black scented,
eyes squinted
Air Force One's
my own pattern
Fresher than a star, glowing up in the galaxy
Pagan holidays, are way far from my reality
Fart through Evisu jeans, lethal green
Oliver peoples shades when I creep through Queens
With no AKs, I'm the ambassador
Robin Hood in the Aston Mart
Lotta blood gonna splash in war
Task force homicide, federalies gonna harass
But y'all ain't never seen nothing
Not a word not a hint, on the kid from the Project Bench
Sony-BMG
, to that new conglomerate
Island Def Jam, guess how many dollars was spent
To get the best man, yall niggas ain't silencing shit
Ya bitch been wanna polish the dick
The big Benz, I'mma model ya chick
Was that posing, cash froze her
Cats stroke her, once I smash it's over
Cold like ice, more chains than slaves
Dangerous ways, Poltergeist change the channel
Roll the dice, I bring change when I gamble
I could sell sand to a Arab
, hiding my gun handle
The ill whip pusher
If you stand close to the woofer
Betcha get sprayed by my lecture
Any club with ladies or dimes, I'm a regular
Give it up smooth, I ain't beggin ya
Intelligent brainiac
brains maniac
Back of the Maybach, taste that
don't waste that
Eat with my elbows top of the table
Street etiquette with speech impediments
And still see presidents
no matter who paid
Cause you ain't take the last dollar made
Long as they keep printing it, there's chances of getting it
Money's my bitch, and we stay intimate
Ask about Nashwan, could ask about Jung
Ask about Bravehearts, and ask where I'm from
Q Boro, specifically The Bridge
Don't ask no more question, ya know what it is
Whether chrome sparking or loan sharking
Busting rachets or numbers rackets or drug traffic
My funds are wrapped up, no concerns who has what
Financer, skull doo wrapped up
Mob life, prizefights, plasma tvs or first floor
Diversified all my circle
Amid the most sickest groom the proof swiftness
Numero uno
annuit coeptis
That's the language of our Latin ancestors
On the back of a dollar, the plan and the message
In the Rolls Royce like the King of Nigeria
My criteria, smoke cigars
Change rap like Jimi Hendrix changed Rock And Roll
With a broke guitar, diamonds flashing
Almost put a million cash in, in my mommy casket
Seen more green than St. Patrick
