Cashmere Thoughts Lyrics - Reasonable Doubt - Jay-z

[jay z has a conversation with some cat] 

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 

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[jay-z] 

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 col-l-l-ld 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 degenero 

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 

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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 niggaz 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 p-iyimp, talk like a mack man 

The star player, the golden bar layer 

The sweet ms. fine thing puh-layah, sho' yo right 

I'm game tight, so watch it 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