Like smoke lyrics

[Chorus: Amy Winehouse]

I never wanted you to be my man

I just need your company

Don't want to get dependent on

Your time or who you spend it on

Or lose the way you love me

Like smoke I hung around

And be your balance

[Verse Rap 1: Nas]

It's not a movie

This is not script to proof read

I spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies

Tryna punctuate pronounciate the funds I make amounts I take

Put in your face oh, my mistake you're not a floozy?

Then excuse me before I talk my style

Introduce me get your name and phone number like one two three

Y'all know the story y'all know the commentary

I kick the narrative this is legendary

The good Samaritan good thespian like a polygamist

With a twist will I marry again? maybe I guess

I hold a lady interest I just met the love scholar

She the teacher's pet

Every other eve we'd meet and make each other sweat

I feel triumph with no strings just a fling to have fun with

I be out in London, Camden

Hunting for the answers why did God take away the homie

I can't stand it

I'm a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity

Just hope the big man show me some courtesy

Why? сuz I'm deemed a heartbreaker

Like smoke girls linger round a player yeah-yuh

[Chorus: Amy Winehouse]

[Verse Rap 2: Nas]

Yo, This recession is a test, It's affecting my complexion,

Miss-directing my affection

My concerns of bill collections

The facts is the taxes they're after me chapter 3,

My property my handlers they dealt with me improperly

I say some things I should probably keep privately

Evaluate the World Bank trust like I'm IEG,

This fly sweet bourgeoisie,

Tall freak she wouldn't protest with me at Wall Street

She's says no you so deep

I said no let's go thru it

Historically so

Ruthless feds came for Joe Lewis

She said my man u needs to laugh sometime

Classifies me as a bore I told her have some wine

You colder than penguin pussy at her dismay

She's thinking that's just so silly to say

But if you really think about it hussy

See a penguin he drags his ass on the ground all day

And it's a drag

And it's a bust and you're in tune with just lust

I'm thru with you after I crush

So is that humorous enough

The smoke I puff

Tell a car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah, Whiskey Mist on Mayfair

I hope I meet some Monie Loves so she can show me love

NYC to UK I might stay there,

Everybody in the club tonight say yeah,

You know how me and Amy are straight players

[Chorus: Amy Winehouse]