Lyrics:
beyonce turned Jay Z into a bitch
[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz]
Blaqman stays hard yall soft as lard
We rep continents yall stuck on blvds
The rain may fall but
(Talk)..
Vic.O, Boss bae is right here too..woo.
(Intro by Vic.O..).
F**k my hatters...f**k my hatters.
F**k my....F**k my haters.
F**k my
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
and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies,
shit
Not no Yeezy for my own Billie Eilish that's Jay No Z
You say you love me how could you do this
I won't hear your excuses
Yeah you betray me
Persian rugs, the cashmere
Chromosomes make a nigga Jigga Jay-Z lethal drugs
Eighteen carat gold pen, when it hits the sheets
Words worth a million like
I don't look like Pac
Don't sound like Biggy
Don't flow Rak
Don't ball like Jay Z
Don't style like Em
Don't joke like Dicky
Don't produce like Ye
poverty I come from them rags
99 problems I feel like I'm Jay Z
The way that they switch up is really amazing
I try so hard to not let it phase me
Stay
going on, no more head assery
Goals to obtain look like the path to a Jay-Z, Quincy Jones, Jay Elec, a Ye,
Or a Master P
What they have in common at this
the tag pop on the gram
You say you love me you don’t mean it ay
Got 99 problems with you, call me Jay
(Z)
Tryna catch the Z’s but I can’t sleep
(No
everything you ever Had in life
I'm sorry for your past and all them lonely nights
All the times I disrespected
Got to talking reckless
I didn't understand
the bottom
Now I'm at the peak
Came From The Bottom like cracks in the streets
Yea, I'm only in it for the B.A.G'z
It's all about the B.A.G'z yeah I'm chasing
Verse 1:
Shift to 55 talkin money by the percentage
There's an expiration date on lettuce so imma spend it
Smokin dank, swerving lanes, making
We all destined to be swallowed
By the same thing we lust for
Threw away our morals in bags of dust, more
N****z is dying tomorrow
We, bet on all
trust this h*e's
i quess that is how it goes
when you try to take my money aight
lets get drunk and have a funny night
all this wholy s*it gettin tight
verse, or that Jay Z
Ayo his verses were crazy, on that "Renegade" beat
But I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady
And all I hear is pop tunes come
stayed at home with my folks
'Cause if Jay a billionaire then I'ma never go broke
Only thing I ask is next time I'm on stage we all go
We all go
Not
after all
What are you?
Like a cross between Jay-Z and Sean Paul?
You're better off with the name you was born
You little pansy you really should have
but to make it fair, get some more niggas
Styles, Sheek, Jay, we comin' with like four niggas (aight?)
Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
It'll be
remember that shit?
Jay got to them to pop the Ace in it, that shit spilled all on the table and shit
I remember you pulled me to the side
You were like,
Spent so many nights writing about (Oo-oh)
All the shit I put your through made me feel down (And out)
My shit slaps ,I know
Gave her dap, that's cold
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
of 9
11 feeling like November 9th 'Cuz I
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z go (Yup) make Kanye Go (haah?)
I know you're at a loss
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