Cashmere Thoughts

I talk jewels and spit diamonds, all cherry

Like a hymen, when I'm rhymin with remarkable timing

Caviar and silk dreams, my voice is linen

Spittin venom up in the, minds of young women

Mink thoughts to think thoughts type similar

Might you remember, my shit is cold like December

Smoother than Persian rugs, the cashmere

Chromosomes make a nigga Jigga Jay-Z lethal drugs

Eighteen carat gold pen, when it hits the sheets

Words worth a million like I'm rapping em through platinum teeth

I got the Grey Poupon, you been warned

Cause all beef return well done fillet Mignon

The Don, smell of Dom on my breath as I

Yawn, (slow) when you hoes try to con a pro

As if you didn't know, Jay's about getting dough

Spitting flow like fine wines down your earlobe

I'm smooth but deadly like a pearl handled pistol

Honies hum in melody when I, rub it like crystal

The proper etiquette, when I drop the subject verb

Then the predicate, with this rich nigga preterit

I'm solid gold, I rap like a mink stole

I stick pearl tongues your world'll never know

From New York, to Paris, the vocal style vary

From nice to deadly like a bad bag of D, now

Notice, the child swift like a locust

Focus on the loc' I be the greatest nigga that wrote it

Return of the Jedi, from Rio Degenero

Worn da red eye, yet I, still feel the need to be fly

I did die when I'm rapping then slide like satin

You know the black eye white china in the brain cabinet

I never cry if I did I'd cry ice

From my nigga Sauce, I hit you with this advice

Life's short, so play hard and stick hard

And the only time you love em is when your dick hard

Whoa! That's cashmere baby

Nah, you know, that's just laid back man

Man, shit, J to the A to the Y to the Z

Yeah baby

Motherfucking pimp that's what he be

Cashmere baby

Don't get no hotter than that

Sho' you're right

Them niggas know

Check it out, check it out

Ghettos, Errol Flynn, hot like heroin

Young pimps is sterile when I pimp through your burough in

I gotta keep your tricks intact

Cause I walk like a pimp, talk like a mack man

The star player, the golden bar layer

The sweet Ms. Fine Thing player, sho' yo right

I'm game tight, so watch it it change to night

Go tell your peeps dog I'm lethal til it ain't right

I pimp hard on a trick, look

Fuck if your leg broke bitch, hop up on your good foot