Nas, Megaski - M.O.M.M.Y. lyrics

A matter of fact I'm ready to
Spit it so whenever, yeah, yeah
Gangsta, Cha Cha, Esco, the don
The Gucci princess, ya heard, what
Y'all can bounce to this

Cha Cha, I, I
Imagine Tuskadero, aka as the wifee
And I don't give a damn if
These broads don't like me
Cold as the freezer cause the baby stay iced
Heard the neck broke
How these chickens wanna fight?
Might be the reason they lost complete
Faith in your market department
Scared to hear the release date
Keep the beats laced
Sell a mill in each state
See the wife get the house and
Extra keys to the safe

You know this game that I'm in
The pain that I'm in esco, cars, jewelry
Catz be out to kill me
The last girl that I tried to make my wife
Was kidnapped
The ransom was an outrageous price
Still paid it, dangerous life
Now I seek out a gangstress
Made for this life, for me to bang with
I think you'll fit perfect
You're young and you're pretty
You're something that I can work with
We'll be running the city, ya heard

You gotta have money if ya dealing with me

But ya gotta be a live one to get it from me

You ain't never met a broad
That's expensive as me

And you ain't never met a thug
That can pimp it like me

Yo, you gotta have money if
Ya dealing with me

But ya gotta be a live one to get it from me

You ain't never met a broad
That's expensive as me

And you ain't never met a thug
That can pimp it like me, get it

See mommy
And niggas pop me and replace me like copies
Crying for weeks
Thinking what he'd do with out me
Your cake holder
Flying all through the states for ya
The one who gets you out of
The jams with the fake lawyer
Came along way from
The pants-pocket inspector
The young beeper check, collect call acceptor
See I was with you
When you was a two figga nigga
Way before they knew you
Was that Escobar nigga you best remember
Who kept ya warm during the winter
And kept the judges paid through
The whole trial in September
Cause if ya every try and flip on me
Know everything's in my name
That requires a key
So you'll be home missing car notes
Before you walk over me sorry to see
And sorry that you started with me
Cause when you beefed
I kissed you on your bruised lips
Put you in your blue chips and your new whips
Now you don't wanna lose this

Who gave you bubble baths?
Loving you, bundles of cash my tongue in you
Hummers to crash, bought you another one
Thugging you
Chinchilla furs, Rolls Royce, silver spurs
Who hit it till it hurts
Put ya in fifty skirts?
Before me you was getting jerked
Transporting any nigga work
Now your clothes matching fifty purse
You was a thug mommy, wild in the club mommy
But now I got to know you
It's nothing but love mommy
I hold you down with the pump to the handgun
Prince Handsome, Escobar, nobody compares
In this cold world it's hard
To find somebody who cares
And you was there
When I though I was getting twenty-five years
When them fake niggas left me, you stayed
When them jakes tried to arrest me
I only got away cause you sprayed
Top of the world, just us two, got you
Nas and Cha Cha, amazing, worth respect
I trust you mama