M.o.m.m.y. Lyrics - Singles - Cha Cha

[Nas] 

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] 

Cha Cha, I, I 

Imagine Tuskadero, a.k.a. 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 

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[Nas] 

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 

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1 - [Cha Cha] 

You gotta have money if ya dealing with me 

[Nas] 

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

[Cha Cha] 

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

[Nas] 

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

[Cha Cha] 

Yo, you gotta have money if ya dealing with me 

[Nas] 

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

[Cha Cha] 

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

[Nas] 

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

[Cha Cha] 

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 

Repeat 1 

[Nas] 

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 

Repeat 1 (3x)