Lyrics:
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
need a TikTok b*tch
Feel like YN Jay the way I record all these TikTok hits
Get yo sh*t locked b*tch
Choppa gon' blast, he gon' think he got flashed by
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga
(woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..)
You better call the muh'fuckin cops
This is a crime, uh-uh,
If you ain't scared
Better get somewhere when I pull dis trigger
We some seven figure military minded n****z
What gangstas do for money
(Jay-Z)
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah
dzieciakom z tak zwanych dobrych domów
Takim jak ty hejterom dziś ode mnie w dupę kop
Bo hejterów napierdalam jak Jay i Cichy Bob
Ma bekę każdy chłop
with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO?
Would you be with F-A-be-O if he drove a Neo?
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo?
Well why the hell you
a pre---nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
on the streets
I respect the dude Nas 'cause he married Kelis, but still
If you ain't ready, just wanna be my fiancé
Than we could do it like Jay Z and Beyonce
"Aloha baby, word life
You're looking fly"
I said "My name is Jaz, and you did amaze me"
When she said "The rapper?" "yeah
Me and partner Jay-Z"
My
abi Daddy e?
Pheelz-Mr.Producer
Reahhh
S'e le f'irun Korede Bello se pillow ni? NO!
Sefiu clao, s'o le feature cwilo ni? NO!
Daddy mi pelu Jay Z, se won
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
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
The name is Eazy Bob Wizzy
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
A yo l go by
this shit is for you
Aye look
I’m going stupid full crazy
Surrounded by haters the niggas that make me
I’m stackin my money inspired by Jay Z
I’m on my
If you gone see me you
Gone see me in HD
That shit crazy
I'm tryna touch a hunnid mil
Like Jay Z
That shit crazy
Then hit a couple films with Spike
the world
But you stopped the nation; we still got a few good spitters left
Slim, Kendrick, Jay-Z, Dre, 50 Cent, Royce, Tech
But the new type of rap that
And everybody playing me for satisfaction
Tryna take my money but I'm independent,
I'm working for my status of being up the greatest
Like I'm Jay-Z richest,
that'll
Have your fucking mind blown
Raised by J Dilla, Mr west, and Jay-Z
You fast-forward, I'm conversatin' with No ID
I was nervous when him and me were
money by myself, bitch, I feel like Jay-Z
Woah, woah, shake that ass, bitch
Woah, woah, shake that ass, bitch
Woah, woah, shake that ass, bitch
I wanna
bitches in a Tahoe
Would you give it to me, if I needed a liver?
Just a question
I really don't want shit from these niggas
Got me on my Jay-Z
Black Album
money Ya b***h said Im guilty of dat (Oh Yea)
I like big ol booties Ya b***h said Im Guilty of dat (Yea)
I can't F**k wit ha if she aint got a** Fat
Ain't never ever help
When I was lock down
I knew I was better by my self
I geek it up
No driven slow
I'm the wrong person the do wrong
F*** up, I won't
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