Lyrics Cashmere Thoughts - Jay-Z
Hah
hah
hah
hah
yeah
yeah
What
it
is
player?
You
player
it's
all
about
you
How
you
gon'
say
that
man
If
I
had
your
hand
I'd
turn
mine
in
Far
as
i'm
concerned
if
I
had
your
hand
I
cut
mines
off
Hah
man
you
know
man
I'm
just
dealin
that
hoe
money
You
know
hoe
money
is
slow
money
but
it's
sho'
money
Check
this
out
man
when
you
run
up
on
your
bitch
This
this
is
what
you
tell
her
Stick
they
hands
in
they
panties,
grab
that
knot
Stick
they
arm
in
a
car
window,
drop
it
like
it's
hot
Uhh,
I
talk
jewels
and
spit
diamonds,
all
cherry
Like
a
hymen,
when
I'm
rhymin
with
remarkable
timin
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
rappin
em
through
platinum
teeth
I
got
the
grey
poupon,
you
been
warned
'Cause
all
beef
return
well
done
filet
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
gettin
dough
Spittin
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
ettiquette,
when
I
drop
the
subject
verb
Then
the
predicate,
with
this
rich
nigga
preterite
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
de
Janeiro
Worn
da
red
eye,
yet
I,
still
feel
the
need
to
be
fly
I
did
die
when
I'm
rappin
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
Whoooh!
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
Motherfuckin'
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
Ghettoes,
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
change
to
night
Go
tell
your
peeps
dawg,
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
1 Ain't No Nigga
2 Can I Live
3 22 Two's
4 D'Evils
5 Feelin' It
6 Feelin' It
7 Brooklyn's Finest
8 Brooklyn’s Finest
9 Brooklyn's Finest
10 Can't Knock the Hustle
11 Ain't No Nigga - Original Mix
12 Friend or Foe
13 Coming Of Age
14 Can I Live II
15 Can I Live II
16 Can I Live II
17 Can't Knock The Hustle (Fool's Paradise Remix)
18 Regrets
19 Cashmere Thoughts
20 Coming Of Age
21 Coming of Age
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