Cashmere Thoughts chords and lyrics - JAY-Z

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[Intro 1]
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I talk [C]jewels and spit diamonds, [G]all cherry

[Verse 1]
Like a hy[Am]men,
when I'm rhymin with remarkable timing
Caviar and silk dreams, my [G]voice is linen
[Am]Spittin venom up in the,[C]
minds of young women
[Am]Mink thoug[C]hts to think
thoughts type [G]similar
Might [Am]you remember[C],
my shit is cold like December
[Am]Smoother than Persian rugs,[C]
the cashmere
[G]Chromosom[Am]es make a nig[C]ga
Jigga Jay- Z lethal drugs
[Am]Eighteen carat gold pen,[C]
[G]when it hits the sheets
Words worth a [Am]million like [C]I'm rapping
em [Am]through platinum teeth
I got the Grey [G]Poupon,
you been warned
[Am]Cause all beef return well done fillet Mignon
[C]The Don,
smell of Dom on my [G]breath as [Am]I
[C]Yawn, (slow) when
you hoes try to con a pro
[Am]As if you [C]didn't know,
Jay's about [G]getting dough
[Am]Spitting flow like fine wines
down your earlobe
I'm smooth but deadly [C]like a
pearl handled [G]pistol
[Am]Honies hum in melody when
I, rub it [C]like crystal
[Am]The proper etiquette,
[C]when I drop [G]the subject ver[Am]b
Then the predicate,
with this rich nigga preterit
[C]I'm solid gold, I rap like [G]a mink stole
[Am]I stick pearl tongues your[C] world'll
never know
[Am]From New York, [C]to Paris,
the vocal style [G]vary
[Am]From nice to deadly like
[C]a bad bag [Am]of D, now
[C]Notice, the child swi[Am]ft like a locust
[C]Focus on [Am]the loc' I be
[C]the greatest nigga [G]that wrote it
[Am]Re turn of the Jedi,
[C]from Rio [G]Degenero
Worn da [Am]red eye,
yet I, still [C]feel the need to be fly
[Am]I did die when I'm r[G]apping
then slide like sat[Am]in
You know the black eye white
china in the brain cabinet
I never cry if [C]I did I'd cry [G]ice
[Am]From my nigga Sauce,
I hit you with this advice
Life's short,
so play [C]hard and stick [Am]hard
And the only time you love em
is when your [C]dick hard

[Verse 2]
[Am]Whoa! That's cashmere baby
[G]Nah, you know,
[Am]that's just [C]laid back [Am]man
Man, [G]shit, J [Am]to the A to the Y [C]to the Z
Yeah [G]baby
Mother[Am]fucking pimp that's
what [G]he be
[C]Cashmere baby[G]
Don't get [Am]no hotter than that
Sho' [G]you're right
[Am]Them niggas know
Check it out, check [G]it out Ghettos,

[Verse 3]
[Am]
Errol Flynn,
[G]hot like heroin
Young pimps [C]is sterile when [Am]I pimp
through your burough in
I gotta keep [G]your tricks intact
Cause [Am]I walk like a pimp,
talk like a mack man
The star player,
the golden bar layer
The sweet Ms. Fine Thing
player[G], sho' yo right
[Am]I'm game tight,
[G]so watch it it change to night
[Am]Go tell your peeps dog
I'm lethal til it ain't right
I pimp hard on a trick, [G]look
[Am]Fuck if your leg broke bitch,
hop up on your good foot