To My - Timbaland, Nas, Skillz

It don’t stop\nCan’t stop\nSay what?\nPlay your parts\nUh-huh, it don’t stop\nNas Esco Say what? Huh, uh-huh\nUh-huh, it don’t stop\nUh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh It don’t stop, what?\nYea yea, Brave-hearts\nGuess what y’all? Check it\nI, splash y’all dudes with gats I use\nIce dangle off my chest cause my cash improve\nNice knuckle game, chip-toothed, way of buck and change\nI want the dough, fuck the fame\nAlready made history, y’all can have that, that ain’t shit to me About to have my own ASCAP, and that’s that\nAnd plus a rotisserie, instead of Kenny Rogers\nand Benihana’s, y’all can eat, plenty at NasBuffet of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers\nWith honies that sex so proper, best flow since Rakim\nLiver, personification of drama\nDescribe my, characteristics, murder co-signer\nSome will smoke embalmin fluid and vomit to it\nI’m straight chronic, yo it’s atomic how I blew up Same ol' G, since I rocked Kangol’s, Lee’s\nNothin changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles\nPlease, to my niggaz\nTo my bitches, to my gangsters\nTo my riders, to my niggaz