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Jay-Z, Big Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers 
Brooklyn represent ya'll hit, ya fall 
Ya crazy, think a little-bit of rhymes can play me 
I'm from Marcy, I'm
what?
Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
I'm
[Jay-Z]
Girls I love you.. I love all why'all
Hehehe, hehehe, f'real

[Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, I do adore
[Jay] Yo put
from?
Brooklyn, goin' out for all
Marcy, that's right, you don't stop
Bed-Stuy, you won't stop, nigga

What, what, what?
Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga
the game like we supposed

[Jay-Z]
Sigel Sigel in the house

[Beanie Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
What, what, what?
Jay-Z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit ya drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play
[Jay Z] 
Uh huh uh yeah gi gi geyeah 
Time to come up hold my own weight defend my crown 
Gots to lock it down and when they rush part two
say Jay-Z you're too much for me

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
(Nigga what?) Make you
it
Inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
Yeah it's magic
Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz
And it's a Heavy D production you bastards
Come on
Ha hey yo stop playing man
This is real serious
Ha
By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin caps to Jay-Z
(buck buck buck buck buck buck)
And still avoid capture, while y'all
Just point out the bounce..
Yes, just point out the bounce n****
Yo, listen

[Jay-Z]
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" cla**ic
Couldn't even be stopped
what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady, excuse me miss,
what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady, excuse me miss,
with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh
It come out sweeter than old Sadie

Nice as Bun-be	 when I met him at the Source
say Jay-Z you're too much for me

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
(Nigga what?) Make you
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)

[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)

[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady,
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady,
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady,
By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit
out

[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Hold up; naw muh'fuckers - why'all muh'fuckers
better run to the post office and get a job muh'fuckers
A star muh'fuckers,
MUCH DARKER 
Because the Africanism is in EFFECT 
So check it out MAN! 
And try not to bite the lyrics 
POI! 

So come in now with the chorus