Lyrics:
Diamonds cover Versace
When The Game on, the whole world sit down and watch me
The takeover
The new Jay Hova
Like I dove
In the pot
And got
Mixed with
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
Jay-Z.
I met, well i saw him in a resturant once.
Stick that in your blunt and smoke it.
Yeah i said BLUNT.
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,
day It's a good day It's a good day.
Naw it's a wish a motherfucker would day...
It's a good day Lemonade and some Ducci, that's that Jay and Bey gon
definition remains and y'all think I'm speaking of demons
I'm a god
But they only know one Jay that's Hova
So get over all yo shit and just ignore it
I could
bin Marsi, guck mich an, ich bin ein Star
Dein Kühlschrank so leer, mein Kühlschrank solar
Es klingelt, hmm die Zeugen Jehovas
Ich bin Jay-Z Fan,
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
Piece vercheckt, SUV, Zit ish Geld, Daytona
Wird eh Ikone für die Szene so wie Jay Hova
Nachdem ich voller abfuck uf paar Rapper schüsse
Sind euri Leiche
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
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
never heard a Paki nice like Jay Hova
New polo colour of grape soda
No liquor in my system darg, I stay sober
In my crib, chilling on my L-shape sofa
Good
whoo!
Jigga, Jigga, that nigga Jigga
It's Hov'! R.O.C. niggaz
Jay-Z
Come on the track duh duh da-da
With a throwback jersey and a fitted
Might blow a bag
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
Gdzieś z zarośli chaszczy
Można wpłynąć jak do paszczy
Nigdy, albo sporo energii zmarnować
By móc znów spokojnie dryfować
W innych przypadkach można
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
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
Santeria
Devil in the detail but with fine print
I am Hova Jay Z
Blueprint master plan in my thought
Dirt off my shoulder block your bricks
Like Mutumbo
y'all do or don't listen
All I know is I be taking shots
Wet as fuck, never missin'
I'm on the track and I'm going brazy
HOVA status, no Jay-Z
Killed
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