To My Timbaland (Ft. Nas & Skillz)

[Intro: Timbaland & Nas]
It don't stop
Can't stop
Say what?
Bravehearts
Uh-huh, it don't stop
Nas Esco'
Say what? Huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, it don't stop
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh
Yea, yea yea
It don't stop, what?
Yea yea, Brave-hearts
Guess what y'all? Check it

[Verse 1: Nas]
I, splash y'all dudes with gats I use
Ice dangle off my chest 'cause my cash improve
Nice knuckle game, chip-toothed, weigh a buck and change
I want the dough, fuck the fame
Already made history, y'all can have that, that ain't shit to me
About to have my own ASCAP, and NASDAQ
And plus a rotisserie, instead of Kenny Rogers
And Benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at Nas'
Buffet of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers
For honies that sex so proper, best flow since Rakim
Liver, personification of drama
Describe my, characteristics, murder co-signer
Some'll smoke embalmin' fluid and vomit to it
I'm straight chronic, yo it's atomic how I blew up
Same ol' G, since I rocked Kangol's, Lee's
Nothin' changed but my bankroll, still jig to the ankles