“Commentators ringside try watchin my paper..” Nas, “Hate Me Now”
There has been a lot of speculation about how much money Nas makes ever since the terms of his alimony and child support to Kelis and their son Knight were published. Now the IRS is after our man for back taxes. But anyone who has listened to Nas’ rhymes over the years knows the man is far from broke… at least if you believe what he spits…
(Thanks to OHHLA.com for the million-dollar transcriptions.)
Old cribs I sold, y’all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas; I got flats in other continents-“Success”
Y’all living trendy on pennies, I cop plenty Fendi
Vivienne Westwood, I’m good, get the whole Trump Tower top floor for the
hood-“Make The World Go Round”
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
without the FBI catchin feelings –“Street Dreams”
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrent -“Fast Life”
He didn’t make this list in 2009 but he still got it made…
Gateways, marble floors, chandeliers
Jacuzzi’s, gucci soap, throwing cash in the air
Though I, still feel broke with millions in the bank
And deals on the table, I focus to stay afloat “-My Way”
Don’t hate me, hate the money I see, clothes that I buy
Ice that I wear, clothes that I try, close your eyes
Picture me rollin, sixes, money foldin
Bitches honies that swollen to riches, Nas get in ya-“Hate Me Now”
My bad, should I step out my shoes, give ’em to you?
Here’s my cars and my house, you can live in that too
Criticize when I flow for the streets, hate my dress code
Gucci this, Fendi that, what you expect hoe?-“Hate Me Now”
I keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster and scallions -“Money Is My Bitch”
The don, all the time, with all the shine
You small time, I ball with mine
Links, minks, Bentley, it’s all with mine
My jams bump out to the borderline
… Now I got plans to buy the whole hood
Legit’ now, I ain’t gotta lie to no judge
I make hits now, money I flip now
Hood fella every honey wanna kiss now
I lit up my neck, pinkie, and wrist now
So girls everywhere, this is how we get down -“You Owe Me”
Got all of y’all watchin’ my moves, my watch and my jewels
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that
It’s not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I iced that
Who am I? -“Got Ur Self”
There’s one life, one love, so there can only be one King
The highlights of livin, Vegas style roll dice in linen
Antera spinnin on Milleniums, twenty G bets I’m winnin them
Threats I’m sendin them, Lex with TV sets the minimum -“The Message”
The streets coulda had us, but now we live lavish
Our preach be the baddest
Bus ’em out while maids change the sheets on the mattress
It’s deep cuz I never thought I’d reach this status -“Did You Ever” (Remix)
My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top
Hood rats jumpin’ on my jock cause I blew up the spot
Crushin’ your Benz, crushin’ your Navigator system
My QB piece make y’all niggas tuck you’re shit in -“Hot Boyz” (remix)
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