Lyrics:
world!
What on earth, what I'm suppose to do (HOV!)
Young girl, so in love with you (HOV!)
[Jay-Z]
HOV got a young girl
HOV got a young girl
Still not
the 84, she cook me up
Come across my name, say who is Jay, you better look it up
I look fucking crazy, way I'm running out the cookie store
You ain't tryna
(uh-huh) ahh-haaa (say what? uhh)
Touch me with, a smile of gold (yeah)
I can't go a day without my sunshine, sunshine (uhh, uhh, uhh)
[Jay-Z], (Foxy Brown)
[Jay-Z]
Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
with three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so
[Jay-Z:]
Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
with three of the illest niggas together
Street music
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
(Jay ya beautiful)
Fam I'm trying to be Bootyful!
(Jay ya beautiful)
Listen I'm trying to be Bootyful!
Do you even understand what the fuck I'm saying
Two Chains, ones that's holding em down
Lied to by the Kanye's that claim to hold the crown
Polluting they minds, filling them full of lies
Jay-Z You
city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, know what I mean?
I hit the scene, niggas ducking from my
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
somethin, [what, what]
The real killers, they're standin right over there
Waitin for you to act like a killer, so they can kill you
Yo Sedeck, do me
right before I come in
Haha, what you say? Nah, you
Think it’ll be hot, for real though?
Nigga, you stupid
They probably laughin' as hard as you
Nigga got
The year 2029 is gon' be the apocalypse caused by the Apophis - ME
I got it lock and key
Tell the labels we 'bout to go on a shoppin spree
And if y'all don't
[Chorus: x2]
[Jay-Z]
I see you got a lot to get off your chest
Coat, blouse, bra-don't talk me to death
Like murder's on your mind mami, off the dress
Out here tryin' to get
Respect, but at the same time it's like
"Fuck you" you
Know what I'm sayin'? But, I
Guess it's just me, ventin' right now
It's
lately
More money can't ever change me
And these games can't ever play me
Imma really be paid like Jay Z
And I'm plotting my steps y'all in trouble in now
wipe you out
I'm the stuff Niggas write about
Jigga's A legend
J-Hova end of the session
Fuck with me now
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We
try to play me (to play me)
Lil' shawty know a nigga from BK (BK)
But I'm tryna come up like JAY-Z (like JAY-Z)
Nothin' but love from my heart (love
Yeah niggas!
Who the fuck you thought it was?
It's ya nigga Jay muthafuckin Rock, top dog!
Before I get started
Let me get a rest in peace to my
got our own elected officials, no matter who the mayor
I know you know what I'm talking about
From New York to the South, take off your shoes when you
like I'm Jay-Z but my name ain't Shawn
I got hella talent, I ain't gotta flaunt
Smokin' wit' a bitch that's bad and blonde, tell her tag along
So many
(Jay-Z)
Pass the dutchie if you was ill
Take one to the grizzill
Tell me what you fizzill
It's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin',
your flow?
How right is your dough?
'Cause I'm like that yo, ya heard?
How white is your blow? Holla back
Only, write what you know
Bounce wit me
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