Yo yo yo word to ride n***a yeah

Aiyyo we four or five niggaz with furs on

Up top gated up big tables got the reserves on

Blowin' on saxophones the band is rough

So much ice on looks like my wrist been cut

And we just made it back from Beijing

Seen my jeweler told him melt the bird down to eight rings

But then the music stopped Jada stood up

Before the speech he had everybody raise they cups

He said "I been in spots where I can't even mention it"

"Don't drink the Cris' Ghost mighta pissed in it"

Romanian dude black down pourin' the saki

Face slumped to the side like Rocky

And Strahan came through with his bullshit ring

He said "Yikes" when I pulled out my monster bling

Don't be afraid of the New York street talk

I switch gear all day bro like you do on your peach porch

The chairs is suede the walls is velvet

Marquise ballroom so live I felt it

Fat asses in fishnets shakin' they pelvis

Playin' with they p***y middle finger drippin' I smelt it

Poker tables crap joints just for rap niggaz

Me and Sheek walkin' around b***h slappin' niggaz

There go Rae there go P

Yo Chop whattup

Sam Cooke writin' hand all of my lightning damn

Used to rob niggaz in Sam's buy shams

For my dude's baby shoe or booster baby rollin' with steel

Eatin' Jamaican food under the wheel

You know the deal book somethin' then blow

Went from a O to a low little apartment in Brookdale

Gold was my motto lotto numbers is what

Had it in me rolled down coolin' with coke

That's the '90s Chef era take over America

Bag Ugly Betty up make her Ms Guerrera

Pinky wench in sweaters cortex burnin' the mic booth

Travel right past my heritage

Them old school niggaz is me

Taught me how to read get skee'd everybody missin' a ki

Yo I do this with a natural movement

Catch me by the Incomprehensible) scope on me f**k it I'm losin' it

Yeah yo I did it my way lights off on the highway

Greek statues on both sides of the driveway

Word to the stamps on the diesel

The way these niggaz is lookin' either they got cramps or they evil

One go we all go D-boy fresh but hard dough

Cashmere and suede cargoes

On top of the beige Wallo's

45 government edition clippers straight hollows

My clientele is supreme and it's proven

That I'm only built for the Link if it's Cuban

I'm a pioneer I'm not a vet

'Last Kiss' is a French one it's not a peck

Movin' powder piff and a lot of wet

You're gonna die that's a promise not a threat

Yeah but I ain't with the chatterin'

'Cause I'd just rather splatter them

This is a cartel gatherin' what

Cartel Gathering - Jadakiss