Lyrics:
pimpin' and you ain't sweat her
You know?
She writin' you on one of these hip-hop shows
Made me wonder if she's a hip-hop ho
No disrespect, you know i don't
speak, motherfucker, what you won't say
I ain't Jay-Z, I don't need Beyonce
But if a bitch get a ring, she Fiancé
Gangsta party, yes, I wan play
From
see these bitches on the come up (I see ya)
See these bitches on the come up
Always into something crazy
Uh uh, don't care who you fucking lately
the projects
We gon' make it out but this shit is a slow process
Lean right, keep heat tight, don't ever digest
Hollow tips where your mind rest, you forgot
the projects
We gon' make it out but this shit is a slow process
Lean right, keep heat tight, don't ever digest
Hollow tips where your mind rest, you forgot
If you don’t know what I’m here for
All heads will bow
And kneel in front of the lord
This not that Andre
3000 Kanye
Jay-z Beyoncé
This not that
If you gone see me you
Gone see me in HD
That shit crazy
I'm tryna touch a hunnid mil
Like Jay Z
That shit crazy
Then hit a couple films with Spike
on my breath as I
Yawn, (slow) when you hoes try to con a pro
As if you didn't know, Jay's about getting dough
Spitting flow like fine wines down your
Real talk, the inc about to run New York
'Cause there's no real n****z left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's
gotta say jack
'Cause they don't want it like that
Want it like that
Let's make a deal
Can't get no money, boy, cause you can't keep it real
You so fake,
his momma never found out
Cuz she work them late shifts that jay don't even know bout
Momma gotta show off her body to make that pay check
So jay
the light
Oh
I used to wanna rap like Jay-Z
Now I feel like I'm runnin' laps around Jay-Z
Nas ain't seen nothing this nasty
B.I.G. & Pac got it coming
If lyrics sold then truth be told
I'll probably be just as rich and famous as jay-z
Truthfully I want to rhyme like common sense
Next best thing I
inside
Ya Dreams can come true you see I'm not Crazy
Maybe one day you'll see me on a song with Jay z
But right now I wanna tell you bout this lady
With
They say fame is like a drug
I hope you know your limit's
Know what you want
But don't sell your soul to get it
(Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview)
I
a bad bitch run, uh
I just bought a new AP (AP)
'Bout to get the bad bitch one (Yeah)
Nigga like the new Jay-Z (Woo)
Pockets on fat, Big Pun (Big bag)
understand how I think
If only you could understand what I feel
Maybe, I don’t know
You’d be different, you know
(Verse 1 - C. Money)
I was so stuck by love,
poverty I come from them rags
99 problems I feel like I'm Jay Z
The way that they switch up is really amazing
I try so hard to not let it phase me
Stay
and see that you are not too far
I mean oh my god the shiniest star
Dudes drive by and have to stop their car
Man you're sweet like jam inside a jar
You got
à t'appeller Daddy yeah
Baby let me yours we don't gotta slow it down
Life is ours for the taking tonight
One by one we'll conquer
I know you a fighter
So baby
You don't know my name
Dolces on my face
Girl just hold my drank
You gone know my name
Jay Baby, that's what I go by
Hit the J baby then you gone
rappers ball, but they don't live phat
Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum
What we do has only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes
to move units by the volume
Jay z owe me money
Spotify owe me money
Dame mi dinero
Dame dame mi dinero
Well shit
Google owe me money
And Jeff Bezos owe me
a hoe
Cause yo, the players don't roll like they don't do it
But no one's gonna know that every player's been through it
So buy you some
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