Lyrics:
(uptown), show you what we livin' like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga
Well, let me take
(uptown), show you what we livin' like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, nigga
Well, let me take
on
"Jay-Z, hi, this is
I just wanna call and apologize for the things that I was sayin' to you
You know, that was kinda, you know, ridiculous what I was
wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave
Me and Screw you, what you wanna do
Let me come down Po-yo got his crew
Got
wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave
Me and Screw you, what you wanna do
Let me come down Po-yo got his crew
Got
Nyanyuka kata nitembeze mie kipofu nakufata
Show me show me what you got baby girl show me what you got baby girl
Show me show me what you got baby girl show
(Ooh)
Yeah, (Ooh)
Angel, Angel
(Ooh)
Uh, Uh, Uh
You don't get me
Like I get me (What)
You don't know me
Tried to show me that you get me
(Ooh) Do
calling me BIG
And my name is Jay-Z
She be all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking over your bitch
Coming over your shit, got my feet up on you sofa, man
, basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
Ayo crew what's up
I'm good I'm nice Jay
I got something we need to tell the people about
Yeah what's that
It's about love God's love you know
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
[Jay-Z]
Sigel, Sigel y'all
Jigga, Jigga y'all
What
Nah homie, I can't take your take demo
I don't got no pockets
What
Nah man
fuck wit niggas when they talk, the speech just be slurred
You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow
Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em
[master p]
You know what?
This ghetto got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death
Ain't this fucked up
Big
the platinum frame screaming it's not a game
Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy
In the Ferrari
sixth grade
You wack niggas need first aid
Got me twisted like dreads
I run money with two legs
Jay rock, K Dot nigga piss yo pants
(where we from)
[Jay-Z]
Geyeah, y'all nigaas finished yo
Is y'all niggas finished
Got your little radio play your little BDS, huh
You finished nigga, huh huh, y'all
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
picture perfect making other niggas nervous
don't remember what we purchase money staying by the surplus
Take it you got it wear me out like the mileage
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Jay-Z yea
Ight yea yea yea
Slow it down lil bit
Let me get a
Let me get a organ
Aye yessir
That's what I'm talking bout
Take 'em to church deacon
I said
you and that's all I got to say its two, that's too real for who?
Before time in the AD, I was completely crazy
I'm not Jay-Z nor am I Slim Shady
She
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
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