Lyrics:
a pot, let's make a baby
Looking back, I don't know who threw this bouquet to me
But I walk down this aisle faithfully, cut that cake for me
I, Jay-Z
years)
You're so wavy, crazy, spaced-out, lazy
Samples of bottles and coins and gravy
I like Kano. Don't like Jay-Z
Hold tight Bugzy. Fuck you Tay Keith
question A & are's wanna know
Where I stand in the dispute wit' Nas, Mobb and Jay-Z
Fuck you pay me I slid in on you rap motherfuckers
'Cause the block got
Kid Reezle, man
I appreciate you for this one
Thank you
This sound like something
Jay-Z a flow on
I might need a Jay-Z feature
After this
profi športovec, atleta
Robiť love, to je moja parketa
Donesiem ti to domov ako Packeta, yeah
Robím love z hudby a neviem čo je falzeta
Som VIP, ti
self
And I always love my mama
Cause she raised me right
And I must say that I'm a gangsta
Livin' in a gangsta'z life
Straight gangsta'z life
Let's
you Hoody where the fuck are you)
Swear to God by the summer all these hoes gon fall in love yeah
(Ain't shit fuck you nigga)
I'll never tuck off for
rhymes, pick a batch
I live for the love of rap
You crazy? I've made beats for Jay-Z for free
Page me, you need a beat, you Canibus?
Then it's Dre's
and I feel that
'cause God when you really need it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of n****z got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like
by double digits
I gotta do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm trying my nigga
But everytime I think about it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried myself to sleep
[Curious Lil' Jay]
Boom, Boom, What cha'll talkin bout
Yea these girl hott without a dought
I'm Mr. Mischief with a trick up my sleeve
Whats wrong
trapping every day
Stack the paper out the muscle
Pushing what I say
Had to make it clear
That what you hear is Tony Jay
Shinobi they know me (Uh)
Get you
with the Beatles
He mixed them with Jay Z the whole thing was illegal
Speaking of illegal Jack White did some time
He hit another guy and assault is
Jay-z
I'm feeling so hazy
That's just off the remi
Hits on hits lil bitch I got plenty
Just on the tape It's a classic like Wendy's
I been really plotting
Me in my zone, nothing can phase me
Entrepreneur
(Yeah) feeling like Jay-Z
Bitch I know you hate me
Don't be acting fake b
Bitch I know you hate me
You said what I'm doing is wrong
But what 'bout what I'm doing right?
I'm a real one that stuck by
But I'm a soldier
Since a youngin wanted bigger
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
center stage
Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit
for a couple of bucks I would suck off Jay-Z
Your bitch look mad, that's sad as fuck
But fuck a bitch, R keep a dude in his truck
Your bitch look mad,
man
(Lost, lost)
Lost a lot of friends
A lot of souls are gone
Took my nigga life
Right at the corner store
Jay can never Z
He gotta watch the throne
No jay z I got the blueprint
I just been plotting scheming with the bros
Everyday I glow no blooming
Know we be smoking flowers by the O
Matter fact
on the radio
Look its tpain
NOPE Just another wanker tryin to autotune the game
Jay Z makin my ears grow mold
Shady on too much valium to tell him that he old
like glucose and calories
Stuck in the cell by my 16 bars
Change the P to a C
'cause you a casualty of war
This is napalm, Greek fire, white phosphorous
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