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glow
Pay five dead it from blow, better believe I have
Eleven sixty to show, my doe flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you like Dom, maybe this
grow, bet he glow
Pay five dead it from blow, better believe I have
Eleven sixty to show, my doe flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you like Dom,
Rock on
Roc-A-Fella why'all

[Chorus]
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for Presidents to represent me [Repeat: x2]
I'm out for Dead
I'm out for Dead Presidents to represent me

Well I was fit that wonderama s***
Me and my conglomerate
Share remain anonymous
Caught up in
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

While others spit that
]
H, O V A
The Blueprint 2 baby, on the way
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave

[Jay-Z]
Can't y'all, see that he's fake, the rap version
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hold my hand no more)
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that
Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money)
Get off
Jay Z this, Jay Z that, Jay Z this, Jay Z that
Jay Z that, Jay Z this, get off Jay Z's dick
What y'all niggas get front page articles
Y'all mention
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
and know the password
Gave me his blessings, boy I'm hotter than the last verse

Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
Dead presidents, dead, them dead
money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, bumping Jay Z, Jay Z, Jay Z

20 minutes go by, this nigga run out
I ain't
called, Edutainer 
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables 
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label 

[KRS-One] 
Biddi-by-by, by
You know this nigga
Jay-Z, Sean Carter
G.S.-ed the fuck up, tree-es (trees) the fuck up
Watch me shine like a Breitling, Breguets the fuck up
All
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
Jay-motherfuckin-Z; and with that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh

Think there's been a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh
I ahh, think
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
[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
leaves, when I work for cheap
Burn my AC up, foreign chick, forgot who Jay Z was
Ladies love em like he cool James
Big body, when I role through
[Woman] 
 How white is your blow ? 
 [Jay-Z] 
 Cause I'm like that yo ! 
 [Woman] 
 Only writers you know 
 [Jay-Z] 
 Cause I'm like that 
 Verse 2
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
[Chorus: Blackstreet]
You belong to the city 
You belong to the night 
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night

[Jay-Z]
Yeah,
What
treated like Coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20's

[Chorus 2x]

[Jay-Z
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) 





Jay-Z: 



Yeah, uh-huh, what the fuck 

Two asked quick for bastards to step to 

Leave wounds too drastic
dead over prayers, or head
'Cause we done f***ing these same b****es

And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness
My forgiveness
N****z