Lyrics:
dzieciakom z tak zwanych dobrych domów
Takim jak ty hejterom dziś ode mnie w dupę kop
Bo hejterów napierdalam jak Jay i Cichy Bob
Ma bekę każdy chłop
that stress my soul
& make it so I can’t hear my baby…
God bless Trouble rest her soul
God bless hip-hop protect this flow
God rest them wack mc’z
Klasický pravidlo funguje tak
Že to co závidíš, pak nechceš a naopak
Chtěl by jsi všechny holky na vomak
Stejně by jsi pak z nich nebyl paf
Ale spíš
want no wife like Jada or Brittany Renner (I don't)
And I'll take the money instead of the Jay-Z dinner (haha)
I was smokin' on that Alpo pack when I
[Chorus]
Meiple,
Imma treat ya like a lady
you will be my pretty baby,
we can spend all my money baby,
cheek to cheek girl, me I play (meiple)
(x2)
(Jay-Z
just like a lady
you can be my pretty baby
we can spend all my money baby
(Jay-Z)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(say
[Chorus]
Meiple,
Imma treat ya like a lady
you will be my pretty baby,
we can spend all my money baby,
cheek to cheek girl, me I play (meiple)
(x2)
(Jay-Z
thinkin' like how Jay-Z thought the Roc out (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I got rock power
I'm sittin' thinkin', four in the mornin', these opp hours (whoa)
Blow
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
Bębny gitary klawisz wokal i wzmacniacz
A ja chcę być pierwszy w świecie rapu i karier
Gramy jak Jay Z
Jestem z tym jak Iverson z Philadelpią nic bardziej
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
a rocker
I be choppin' this shit, told y'all boys on Baraka
And they know they in trouble, better get to the choppa
Aye
Yeah, they know the monster a problem
you beefing with lil Jay and expect not to die by gun
My patna come through tripping marching band you know we got the drums
Spinning on they block back
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
with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO?
Would you be with F-A-be-O if he drove a Neo?
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo?
Well why the hell you
Throwing the past away to my face better revenate yeah
J.Brown always laying back can't catch me in the paint yeah
Zombie by my ear
By my ear Z
of mind that I be in,
In my prime, for that time I'm Jay-Z'in,
If it wasn't for the Burg where I come up
Then neva would these eva so clever words eva come
lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much
lost it
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much
Yo, 2Pac is in the house. Got a big grin on his face
Jay-Z, cut that shit up stupid
mothers hamper
cops drop when my glock makes the pow sound
im from a wild town u know my style clown so bow down
word up.. 95 style.. i got my man Jay-Z
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