Lyrics:
Yeah, it's magic
Uh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz
And it's a Heavy D production, you bastards
Come on
Ha, hey yo, stop playing man
This is real
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
Hustlin' for the cP
Meine Bitch is crazy
Ich will netter sein aber bin zu leş vom Haze
cuf percocette und wine bald auf dem Level von Jay-Z
Hustlin'
head back to Jungle City
Pharrell is out in Brooklyn
Waiting for Jay-Z to take the stage but not
Ocean he has a song to write
Amy Wallace is a GQ
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
While Jay-Z was rapping fast promoting his bricks
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it,
should be hanging with Jay-Z, Jay-Z
So hot to trot, lady
Excuse me miss, what's your name?
Can you come, hang with me?
Possibly, can I take you out,
should be hanging with Jay-Z, Jay-Z
So hot to trot, lady
Excuse me miss, what's your name?
Can you come, hang with me?
Possibly, can I take you out,
[Woman]
How tight is your flow ?
[Jay-Z]
Cause I'm like that yo !
[Woman]
How right is your dough ?
[Jay-Z]
Cause I'm like that yo !
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
(God damn traffic is getting on my nerve)
(I see your face by the curb)
Goddamn dog I been
I'm cooling in LA
The place where stars are born
And it ain't never cold outside
Because the rain will never storm
And the stars ain't only in
me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
(Jay-z is taking the stand)
Ghetto spokes man
Right hand on the Bible, left
[Jay-Z]
This one for the future
Everybody want to be a Roc-a-fella gangsta
Hard for the street, sicka for the club
Sometimes for the ladies, but
do...
This is my life
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine
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
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
When I look at your Heavens
The work of your fingers
The moon and the stars
Which you have set in place
What is man that you are mindful of him
to hot
To be placed in a box
Life always gave me seeds what You hearing is the crops
Distracted by ass
Like Sir Mix A Lot
They gon throw these hoes at me
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