NANA
Trey Songz feat. Jim Jones Lyrics


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Dipset
As we proceed
What have we here (take that take that)
It's 0-9 motherfucker (one thing to do)
We get money motherfucker (yo)

I pulled off like na na na na na na
They would of tried some bullshit but a nigga had the blamer (try again)
They only got me cause they caught it on a camera (ow)
They wanna ball but they ain't got no stamina (they need it)
They said damn man you looking like Pac
I said nah, not alive, man I'm looking like Jones (cappo)
Besides I put money on your skull and bones
And keep it low watch what you say up on those fucking phones
Be quiet
Touchdown
And get ya ass hung the fuck up just like a bunch of clothes
Hey ma, we stretch work like you touch your toes
And in the middle of July we got that summer snow
I got em snowboarding in August
And I love a pretty bitch but the Porsche look gorgeous (you see it)
Harlem is one big ski slalom
I guess the Hill is like the Swiss Alps, we bring them whips out

[Chorus]
We getting money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Waiting at the flash throwing money at the cameras
Twin turbs out speeding with the scanners
Breeze past the cops screaming na, na, na, na, na, na
We getting money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Looking at my ass know you wish he had a camera
We getting money like na, na, na, na, na, na
Drop top at the light screaming life is good.

If there's money on my head I hope they got a receipt
Cool your old ass off cause it's hot on these streets (be easy)
I got dogs and they not on a leash
So you hope you understand
Do you copy? capesh? (comprende?)
At this point I don't think they could take it
Sharks in the water they wont make it to safety (he drown)
And even though that we been getting cake
And now the money taste sweet like pastry, they hate me (back at you)
Now tell me how I look
Would you rather live life like me or by the book? (you get it?)
Sheesh, we are what we are
Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER
He's not gonna make it clear?
Flat line
If it's red apples falling hit me on the bat line (Jones)
I'm back for mine, some more black flyin'
The fliest nigga you know that got a knack for crime
Nana

[Chorus]

And what you do nigga?
I cop cars out the future
Pocket so fat like Raspusha
I think I'm getting used to
Lifestyle rich and conspicuous
Chicks want to get with us (ow)
The feds taking flicks of us (say cheese)
They all know I put on for Harlem
Tell rich Broadway I took it up another level (God bless 'em)
I took 80, blew it on a Beezle
Bought the new Fiskar flew it through the ghetto (15th st)
The definition of opulence
The jewels dripping we dropping on top and popping shit (splash)
Who would think that this kid from the projects
Get his neck so cold you would think he's lethargic (I'm froze up)
The wrist look like hypothermia set in (what)
Pick a club night that the burner don't get in (I can't recall that)
We pop champagne until the club let out (and)
I drink and I fuck and then I piss a nigga rent out

[Chorus]

You know the rules nigga
Fly high or get flew over
Roll with us or get rolled over
Ain't nothing change
Just the decimal point motherfucker
You get the point?
Money money money




Don't make dollars don't make sense
Jones

Overall Meaning

The song "NaNa" by Trey Songz feat. Jim Jones is a hip-hop track that boasts about the artists' riches and success. The lyrics are filled with references to their wealth and the extravagant life they lead. The chorus repeats the phrase "na na na na na na," which is supposed to represent the sound of money being made. The first verse talks about the rapper getting away from the police and taking precautions to not get caught on camera. The second verse features Jim Jones rapping about his extravagant lifestyle and how he spends his money. The bridge tells the listener that if they don't have money, then they don't have anything.


Overall, the song is a celebration of material wealth and success. The chorus emphasizes the sound of money and the verses are filled with references to expensive cars, jewelry, and other signs of wealth. The song lyrics instruct those that have nothing to either fly high or get flew over.


Line by Line Meaning

Dipset
This song is a collaboration between Trey Songz and Jim Jones


As we proceed
Let's continue with this song


What have we here (take that take that)
What do we have here? (a phrase often used by P.Diddy)


It's 0-9 motherfucker (one thing to do)
It's 2009, and we have one thing to do: get money


We get money motherfucker (yo)
We make a lot of money, yo


I pulled off like na na na na na na
I left quickly, making a na na na sound


They would of tried some bullshit but a nigga had the blamer (try again)
People might have attempted to cause trouble, but I had a gun to defend myself (try again)


They only got me cause they caught it on a camera (ow)
They only caught me because they recorded it (expression of pain)


They wanna ball but they ain't got no stamina (they need it)
They want to party, but they can't keep up (they need more stamina)


They said damn man you looking like Pac
They said I look like Tupac


I said nah, not alive, man I'm looking like Jones (cappo)
I said no, I don't look like Tupac, I look like Jim Jones (a nickname of mine)


Besides I put money on your skull and bones
In addition, I placed a bet on your life


And keep it low watch what you say up on those fucking phones
Keep it quiet and be careful what you say on the phone


Be quiet
Be silent


Touchdown
Success!


And get ya ass hung the fuck up just like a bunch of clothes
Hang up the phone like you would hang up clothes


Hey ma, we stretch work like you touch your toes
Hey, we make a lot of money and work hard like you stretch your toes


And in the middle of July we got that summer snow
Even in the middle of summer, we have a lot of cash (like snow) on us


I got em snowboarding in August
I got them spending a lot of money, even in August


And I love a pretty bitch but the Porsche look gorgeous (you see it)
I like attractive women, but my Porsche looks amazing (You can see it)


Harlem is one big ski slalom
Harlem is full of twists and turns (like a ski slope)


I guess the Hill is like the Swiss Alps, we bring them whips out
I think Harlem is like the Swiss Alps, and we show off our cars there


[Chorus]
The chorus repeats the phrase 'na na na na na na,' and talks about making a lot of money and living life to the fullest


If there's money on my head I hope they got a receipt
If someone puts a bounty on my head, I hope they have proof of payment


Cool your old ass off cause it's hot on these streets (be easy)
Calm down, because things can get heated on the streets (be easy)


I got dogs and they not on a leash
I have powerful friends who can act without being controlled


So you hope you understand
So I hope you know what I mean


Do you copy? capesh? (comprende?)
Do you understand? (Spanish equivalent added for emphasis)


At this point I don't think they could take it
I don't think they can handle what we have


Sharks in the water they wont make it to safety (he drown)
There are dangerous people around, and they will not be safe (they will drown)


And even though that we been getting cake
Even though we have been making a lot of money


And now the money taste sweet like pastry, they hate me (back at you)
Now that we have a lot of money, people are jealous and dislike me (I feel the same way about them)


Now tell me how I look
Tell me, how do I appear?


Would you rather live life like me or by the book? (you get it?)
Do you prefer living life with rules (by the book) or with freedom (like me)? (Do you understand the comparison?)


Sheesh, we are what we are
Wow, we are who we are


Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER
Make a mistake and you'll end up in the emergency room


He's not gonna make it clear?
He's not going to say it more directly?


Flat line
He'll be dead


If it's red apples falling hit me on the bat line (Jones)
If there's trouble, contact me on my phone (Jones)


I'm back for mine, some more black flyin'
I'm back for what's mine, and more money is coming in (referring to the drug trade)


The fliest nigga you know that got a knack for crime
The most stylish person you know who is also skilled at illegal activity


Nana
A repeated phrase in the song


And what you do nigga?
What do you do, my friend?


I cop cars out the future
I buy luxury cars that are brand new and ahead of their time


Pocket so fat like Raspusha
My pockets are so full of money that they resemble Rasputia (a large character from the movie Norbit)


I think I'm getting used to
I'm starting to become accustomed to this lifestyle


Lifestyle rich and conspicuous
My lifestyle is expensive and noticeable


Chicks want to get with us (ow)
Women are attracted to us (expression of pain)


The feds taking flicks of us (say cheese)
The authorities are taking pictures of us (say cheese)


They all know I put on for Harlem
Everyone knows that I represent Harlem


Tell rich Broadway I took it up another level (God bless 'em)
Tell Rich Broadway (a colleague of Jones) that I have elevated my success even further (God bless him)


I took 80, blew it on a Beezle
I spent $80,000 on a car (a Model S from the luxury automaker Fisker)


Bought the new Fiskar flew it through the ghetto (15th st)
I bought a new Fisker and drove it through the ghetto (15th street)


The definition of opulence
The epitome of wealth and luxury


The jewels dripping we dropping on top and popping shit (splash)
We have expensive jewelry that drips with extravagance, and we impress people with our wealth (splash)


Who would think that this kid from the projects
Who would have thought that a person from the projects (low-income housing) would be so successful?


Get his neck so cold you would think he's lethargic (I'm froze up)
His jewelry is so cold that it feels like he's unable to move (an expression: I'm frozen)


The wrist look like hypothermia set in (what)
His watch on his wrist looks so cold that it's like he has hypothermia (a condition where the body temperature drops too low)


Pick a club night that the burner don't get in (I can't recall that)
Choose a night at a club where weapons are not allowed (I don't remember the last time that happened)


We pop champagne until the club let out (and)
We celebrate with champagne until the club closes (and)


I drink and I fuck and then I piss a nigga rent out
I drink, have sex, and then I can pay someone else's rent with the money I have (bragging about his wealth and power)


You know the rules nigga
You know how things work, my friend


Fly high or get flew over
Succeed or be surpassed


Roll with us or get rolled over
Join us or be defeated


Ain't nothing change
Nothing has changed


Just the decimal point motherfucker
Only the amount of money has changed, my friend


You get the point?
Do you understand?


Money money money
A common refrain about wealth


Don't make dollars don't make sense
If you don't make money, it doesn't make sense (a play on words)


Jones
A repeated reference to Jim Jones




Lyrics Β© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH JONES, MATTHEW ALAN FRIEDMAN, JED ALLAN CAPPELLI

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