Search results for 'is that your chick by jay z' Page #726

didn't really hit
I never played that shit around my chick
I did a thousand hours in the bedroom like ten times do the math
It's your life pick a path put

you want to make in this
World you have to sell your time
Money is the only thing that matters

I have a dream, a plan perhaps
I’m gonna buy a house

stress away
I ain't rocking no bling bling
Homie come with that thing thing
Run up to your car door
Hit the side like ting ting
Around town my name ring

haunted
By these memories that make me sick
Kinda wished I've never met you bitch

You're bad for my health
Life with you was hell
Had me under your spell

noodled a nigga
I done battled for my life what ya approval is nigga?
All of this shit, we can make a movie my nigga
Directed and produced by yours truly my

to burn bitch I know that I'm chosen
Need a demon chick to come serve her purpose
The mystical flowers I smoke are so potent

the beach
For what
For what
Cancer and heart disease 
I hope that they're worth more than me

The cow goes moo
And they kill them too
The chicks get thrown in

I'm a dope chick
No need to modest
Look at these curves
Got the confidence polished
Steppin out the box
no limitations
Freedom on my skin
My body' is

geeked up, catch that rush though, show enough, check

My flex bro, what you talkin' bout, take your pick hoe, I got jewels, way too cold, chillin
With

I remember back on that first night
Me and you we had a good vibe
Candles lit under blue lights
I got the steak, she got a plate oysters

chick, and she's thicker than the tension
All I really ever got to give her is attention
They had me boxed in fenced in
You can catch me locked in gettin

people you love
The ones that right by your side and they say you gonna blow up
I'm bringing them to the top with me if life is ever tough
Gonna provide

what did I say
I told you I only want pay check
Give me the cash back
Whatever it is as long as I'm getting the pay check
You gonn regret that
For

I've got every chick in this city wantin' me
They wanna fuck me wanna suck me and won't let me be
(This city's so fuckin' strange)
I try to tell them

kiss is all it takes, I could give you that
But, I'm not gonna do it, I ain't with all that
And now I'm playing by new rules, I'll just give her back

Razzamatazz/Jazzamatazz

Tung Twista

Runnin' Off at Da Mouth

1991

that you know that you are God
This brother's from Chicago, so I guess I'm a Chigagod
Rhythm is my producer of rhythms on the wax
The posse Lower Level

green code don't you stop rock it
Rock a by baby put your hips on it
Don't want your heart baby just put your lips on it
Hit it till the rubber skirt in

sense
Since I'm cool like a freeza
All you do is talk about your actions
Onomatopoeia
Yeah that boy Z.Wil may be meek
But I never been weak
Ziptie tight

green code
Don't you stop rock it
Rock-a-by baby
Put your hips on it
Don't want your heart baby
Just put your lips on it, hmm-hmm
Hit it till the rubber

green code
Don't you stop rock it
Rock-a-by baby
Put your hips on it
Don't want your heart baby
Just put your lips on it, hmm-hmm
Hit it till the rubber

by four
Z's at the party throwing down the coat
This is the show and we make the most

Dope coat check in 
Dope track coat check
Dope coat check in

on an opp pack nigga
You niggas ain't safe, choppa (Chop) you the bait
Z88, I keep me a strap
Fuck around you get splat nigga
Dem hunnies is bugging cause

Ticket Outta Loserville

Son of Dork

Pop Jr., Vol. 2 [Bonus DVD]

2006

to seventeen 
Got my ass kicked by the football team 
Another Loser on the scene 
Every Guy With A Chick I Fancy 

I asked you out for losing truth or dare

Ticket Outta Loserville [DVD]

Son of Dork

Ticket Outta Loserville [DVD Single]

2005

to seventeen 
Got my ass kicked by the football team 
Another Loser on the scene 
Every Guy With A Chick I Fancy 

I asked you out for losing truth or dare