Nas - You Mean the World to Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Nas] Where we met, I had to give her mad respect She was with her man, he took a drag from her cigarette He told her he'll be back, he jumped in the meter cab Gestured to her cell to tell her where to meet him at Now she was mad, and I was looking for my car She had some plastic bags, coming from the supermarket Cooking for his ass, how she gone get to the projects? She ain't got no cash, and she strugglin' while walkin' So I drive past, yo I say "I ain't no stalker wit yo big 'ole ass Here's my help I'm tryna offer, I give you a lift" Who woulda knew it turn to this? now we in the mix Baby moved up in my crib and she left her ex Damn we speedin' [Refrain: Leroy Hutson] Now girl, you mean the world to me Now girl, you mean the world to me [Chorus: Nas] I'm a king, you're a queen His and hers sinks and the diamond rings You don't have to look back at him Just get your bags packed and then A new life soon begins Like I told you when I'm in, I'm in I'm a king, you're a queen His and hers sinks and the diamond rings You don't have to look back at him Just get your bags packed and then A new life soon begins Like I told you when I'm in, I'm in I'm a king, you're a queen His and hers sinks and the diamond rings You don't have to look back at him Just get your bags packed and then A new life soon begins Like I told you when I'm in, I'm in [Verse 2: Nas] Baby girl had a son He was three, yeah I took him in Now she call him little me, I even look like him Nah, I mean he look like me, a couple shades darker She be calling him Blackie, that's 'cause his real father jet black So she treat him like it's a setback I don't respect that Now his pops calling collect at the new crib on the new number Now how he get that? See, now I knew we was a mismatch I'm laid back, you too used to getting pimp smacked I see where I went wrong at I just tried to bring out the queen in you But when you make a girl leave her man You never really know where she stand How you know she really yours? Somebody could do the same to you (Same to you, same to you) [Outro: Leroy Hutson] Ohh-oh Ohh-ohh-oh, oh Oh Ohh-oh Ohh-ohh-oh, oh