Lyrics:
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
what
Everybody know what time it is
I'm ticka-ticka-ticka like Jay-Z
I'm slim shady with rabies
Nasa one, bout to go crazy
Everybody know what time it
à t'appeller Daddy yeah
Baby let me yours we don't gotta slow it down
Life is ours for the taking tonight
One by one we'll conquer
I know you a fighter
So baby
the troop
I told em jay got snatched
The dowen boys got connects on silencers for gats
Bring me four, meet me by jay mom's crib
I'll be there in ten, it's
is right
Keeps me up, girl, all night
I love the way you hook me up, girl, will you
Always hook you up (You, baby, baby) if you keep it real
me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
(Jay-z is taking the stand)
Ghetto spokes man
Right hand on the Bible, left
Trap all stupid, Trap all stupid, Yeah yeah
There's no way to slow me down, oh
They gon' have to take me out, oh
I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh
my life is filled with rainy days
But I stashed some dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
an awkward way
I used to talk about rape like it was funny
And then they raped the woman that was close to me
Now I listen to those tracks and I can't
that you think that I need
Break your waist for me baby girl yeah I need
I need I need
Gimme all that love that you think I desire
(Give it give it
but, if it add up
One, two, nigga that's mad nuts
Game you mad nuts, how you gon' call out all these
Bitches knowin' damn well they gon' call me
The only
[the Jay-Z and Tariq verses are from Shaquille O'Neal's "No Love Lost"]
what the hell...what the hell...
check check check check it out
what
the pussy apart
Shawty it's on after dark
Step to the mic and now I got ya
call me Young Sinatra
The flow is prominent, hella dominant
On time with it when
in that Mike shit
Always trying to bite shit
Do you even write shit
Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Hold up
Ghetto rich like Jay Z
Public school made me
Obama
players, Jay-Z's official
Been through out, I could tell you what to do and how to do it
Foundation is layed, we can take this to the top baby girl
If
Bought her a brand new whip
Yeah, she drive me crazy
They wanna pull out for that baby
They gotta pay me new York high, yeah
I feel like I'm Jay-Z
didn’t
Give me already i’m scared i’m scared
I’m so shook i’m so
So scared so scared soooo
You ain’t never seen, you ain’t ever
Seen, that my great,
know it
Your love is everything to me I'm glad I got to show it
Under the bright lights
Flying high like kites
Naw, reaching Jay-Z and Beyoncé heights
ya bitches, taking all ya money
Jay-Z rated A.G. baby that's All Good
I sink this ball in your hole, I'm Tiger Woods
If the money was the grass
MC, me, Jay-Hova
Hey lil' soldier you ain't ready for war
ROC's too strong for y'all
Ac'right nigga!
The song changes to: Jay-Z -
Heart of the City
everybody wanna really die
I don't give a damn if you cry
Cause baby yea I know it's a lie
All of my realla's to the side
Everybody that's with me yea we gon'
as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
Hit me beat Fades Out
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