Lyrics:
If I was Jay-Z, you'd be my Beyonce
We could rock the nation like they do
And if I was Da Vinci, you'd be Mona Lisa
Paint a smile perfectly on you
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will
Now first Pac got got
Then Big
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again
The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner
Put this pimp game on her
I don't fuck with
me feeling flyer than new jays
You know the enemy too fake
Watching my back for the ones that be two faced
You trynna stop me it’s too late
I fell in
in clockwork
Cooking the stu up
Shit make my wrist hurt
They think I'm a hoe
I'm just a natural flirt
Demons all on me
I feel like Lucifer
She
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you don't stop
You won't quit,
pseudo-charyzma
Chcesz być białym Jay-Z
Tylko wstydzisz się przyznać
Chcesz szyć ciuchy z charakterem i mieć fason
A jesteś najzwyklejszą zebrą z klasą
Nie pomoże
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
don't you tell them how we first met?
Okay, enamored by the thoughts that I seen (okay)
I take my fingertips, I run them smooth through her seams
the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
Welcome to Jay-Z's poetry reading
Art, who goes there?
Do this, do this
It was the winter, it was cold
It was the cold winter
Welcome ladies
yeah, I'm something like Jay-Z
Bossed up, fuck the niggas who played me, first off, let me start off by saying
Bitch, I'ma goat, since birth, I've been
codziennie na sesji i (chuj)
Dzięki, ja wolę być wielki, jak Jay-Z
Wziąć za to AP i Bentley, jet-ski
Diamenty z Antwerpii za LP na backseat, to pewniak na
[Kanye West] + (Ryo-Z in background)
Yeah
Welcome, ladies and gentlemen
You're so privileged right now to be in the presence of
The truth (The days)
Esko dobra morda nawija jak Memphis Depay
W 98 dzieciaki pykaly w Nintendo
Ja płakałem Dunczycy wygrali z Nigeria
Jay jay Okocha robil zamach na
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
the ROC, in ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now
[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
Highest paid
Like
Biggie, Pac, Big Pun Nas
Jay-Z, Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/
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