[Verse 2: The Game, Chris Brown]
I see the haters✦ on the floor jockin'✦ my swag
I'm poppin'✦ Ralph Lauren✦ tags and pourin'✦ champagne inside✦ a Polo✦ glass
Model bitches rollin'✦ grass, Escobar unfoldin' cash
Toastin' with my entourage,✦ went from robbin'✦ armored cars
To all my stars, red carpet✦ to the L'Ermitage✦
We throwin' red dice at the Mirage✦
I pull that red Lamborghini on twenties out my garage✦
Set up shop in South Beach like Khaled✦ and Terror✦ Squad (We The Best!)
Big pimpin',✦ top down, chrome spinnin'
Top Gun, Tom Cruise tucked✦ inside✦ my Gucci✦ linen✦
No ****, just Romo✦
You tryna✦ shine, I put the nine on your jersey✦ for promo✦
Jessica Simpson, that's so-so✦
Nick want his (Baby✦ back), but that's Loso✦
Tell Hawaii✦ Five-O✦ to catch me at the Pro Bowl
On the field, diamonds chokin'✦ the jockey✦ on my Polo✦
CB, let 'em know though
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Nas]
We make the world go 'round
Tell the hustlers,✦ toast to the gangstas✦
We make the world go 'round
Tell the gangstas✦ to toast to the ballers✦
We make the world go 'round
And tell the ballers,✦ pour a glass for all us
We make the world go 'round
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
We make the world go 'round
From my town to your town
We on top, no stoppin'✦ us now
We got Patrón, the ballers✦ two-stepping✦
Ladies✦ on the floor and all 'em two-stepping✦
From L.A. to Harlem,✦ two-steppin'✦
(From L.A. to Harlem,✦ two-steppin')✦
So iced✦ out, it's easy✦ to point them haters✦ out
[Verse 3: Nas]
We start with Bellini's and end with Patrón shots
H. Lorenzo, belt buckle from Chrome Heart
A-Life✦ tag popper,✦ it'd be sad not to walk out the store with bags
Worth a hundred✦ cash, shoppin'✦
Violence only✦ when have to, have to swell you up
Prefer✦ peach Schnaps, Perrier-Jouët, a vanilla dutch
Mets cap, that's Queens, I'm a vet
Bet that three hundred✦ carats✦ the average✦ up on the neck, black
Paid the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss
Weekends at the Venetian, pull up in that black Porsche
Top down, new fashion
Seein' me's like seein' through the lens of Helmut✦ Newton's camera✦ light flashin'
And I'm laughin', my plaques' from album sales✦
Y'all is ringtone platinum, but ninety-nine cents adds up
I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em
The new young Prince with young Mike Jackson on the same track
What?
[Chorus: Nas, Chris Brown]
Now let's toast to the hustlers✦
We make the world go 'round
Tell the hustlers,✦ toast to the gangstas✦
We make the world go 'round
Tell the gangstas✦ to toast to the ballers✦
We make the world go 'round
And tell the ballers,✦ pour a glass for all us
We make the world go 'round
[Outro]
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