Lyrics:
Fox Brown yeah, Jay-Z, what
I keep it fresher than the next, bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best
Bitch see
but if you're feel ya nice nigga spit it
Who am I?
JAY-Z motherfucker
Do or die
IN BROWNSVILLE motherfucker
Blocka, rocka, M.O.P
party, uh huh
[Jay-Z]
Check, Ghetto pro' federal
Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go
Bet a load I tear down every show
Better know cheddar crowed
Psshhhh
Whatever
It seems you sold your soul to the game
You're a fake coz Jay Sean aint even your name
So how'd you come up with that?
It ain't unique
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be
Come on, lets go, lets go (throw ya hands in the air)
This how we do it (let me see you just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (throw ya
Come on, lets go, lets go (throw ya hands in the air)
This how we do it (let me see you just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (throw ya
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
money, Jay Z, Beyonce money.
Bezos, Buffet, Gates money, Kanye, Dr. Dre money.
I’m trying to get some of that play money, don’t know how much I made today
treat you like shit when rising
Playing free shows to levitate like Aladdin
After shows, it's crazy how we go through fiascoes just to get Luu paid
Aye
Thank you everyone for listening to Tory-T
Now I would like to show love to the ones that raised me
Check it
Biggie, Pac, Big Pun Nas
Jay-Z
a thang Jay Z and Jermaine
Mo Mo Money ain’t a thang Jay Z and Jermaine
Spend a bag? It ain’t nothing
Popping tags? It ain’t nothing
Counting cash? It ain’t
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
so-called car, who the man?
While I'm tuggin' on your main bitch head
Understand this: Ain't no nigga like me
Fuck Jay Z!
He broke and I smoke daily, baby,
less
While you sleep sleep sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep beep beep
Got your girl sayin' yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's party
[Jay-Z
I go further I would like to say, that
This is not a rap song, it's an announcement
RIP Jay L, dead is how you pronounce him
Jay L, might be how you
I'm a hop on the track and go crazy
When it comes to money I ain't ever lazy
I got the city jumping like we crazy
Im a leave a legacy like Im Jay-Z
It's Wavvy Baby
If you ain't heard what it was I'm gone show you what it is
Babygirl you know the saying
I,'m smoove like butta baby
Ohh ahh, Aye
can't eat
Prolly legalize the hustle if they find out how to tax it
Real shit
This that New York shit Jay-Z and Nas
Big and Pun, Cam and Meth don't
You, now it's plain to see,
It ain't to smart fuckin' wit' Murder I-N-C
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Dem Niggaz ain't prepared
For dis shit we prepared
got
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
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
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