Joe Quinde - Cashmere Thoughts lyrics

[Verse 1] I talk j**els and spit diamonds: all cherry Like a hymen, when I'm rhyming with remarkable timing Caviar and silk dreams, my voice is linen Spitting venom up in the minds of young women Mink thoughts to think thoughts type similar Might you remember, my sh** is cold like December Smoother than Persian rugs, the cashmere Chromosomes make a n***a Jigga - Jay-Z, lethal d** 18-carat gold pen, when it hits the sheets Words worth a million like I'm rapping them 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 getting dough Spitting flow like fine wines down your earlobe I'm smooth but deadly like a pearl handled pistol Honeys hum in melody when I rub it like crystal The proper etiquette, when I drop the subject verb Then the predicate, with this rich n***a rhetoric I'm solid gold, I rap like a mink stole I stick pearl tongues your world will 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 Lotus Focus on the loc' I be the greatest n***a that wrote it Return of the Jedi, from Rio De Janeiro on the 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 I white china in the brain cabinet I never cry if I did I'd cry ice From my n***a Sauce, I hit you with this advice Life's short, so play hard and stick hard And the only time you love them is when your dick hard [Verse 2] Ghetto's Errol Flynn, hot like h**n Young pimps is sterile when I pimp through your borough and 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, sure you're right I'm game tight, so watch it'll change the night Go tell your peeps dog I'm lethal until it ain't right I pimp hard on a trick: look f** if your leg broke b**h, hop up on your good foot