Lyrics:
Obama's nation OH GOD!
And you know I rap for days!
Twice as good as favorite rapper
Half the age
While everytime I'm spittin' ya'll
Niggas is half amazed
I
nightcap, it was a good day
You heard what the hood say
Logic what you should play
Killin' shit like OJ
I'm rhymin' like old Jay
Hip-hop phenom, play arenas
Jay-Z
Or maybe I just hate these crappy jobs, call me crazy
But I refuse to work 'em, man, it's miserable
Can't do it 'less it's due to circumstance
manipulating the wave back the old days, like a scientist to breAk alliances, but I ain't cold play, fuck that friendly shit, this is rap bitch don't Respect any
alot of nerve to play me,
Another gay rapper, bussin caps in Jay-Z(buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
And still avoid capture,
While y'all cought caught up in
They call me Fayemz2000 by the way
Bemsolo
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
When I wake up thank God I get to see another day
Took a look in
O’s
The 80′s O’s the 80 mo’
In my lifetime, No Jay Z
Just OZ’s, roll something, smoke weed
Drink liquor, double cups
No lean in it, fuck is up
I tell
the college degree
Remember old head use to tell my momma That boy will
be somethin one day I promise
So they should not expect nothin less then to see us
set
ever been for me
You basic bitches just bore me
If I got to buy you a drink you can't afford me
Gun shots on a good day
No ski masks, that's the hood
pregnant with your baby
You ain't my main, you my maybe
Big, big pimpin', call me Jay-Z
But I'm also Janet Jackson
What have you done for me lately?
homeboy Jay
[Chorus]
Now here they come again the gold diggas trying to get paid,
Wanna trick the old rich niggas, trying to get laid
She'll suck
of a young Jay Z
I live by two phrases fuck you pay me
My pops saying fuck you lazy
So I gotta get up off this couch and get up out the house
Do a couple
a long sentence
You ask me how I feel about that, maybe you got the wrong witness
I heard Jay Z's cool with Obama
Obama must be cool with me then I guess
moving dee me and Jay Lee, That's my homie and we up about a ki
Business is good, got a new wife, I could do this for the rest of my life
Hang with
would have you by my side
So many days, boy, that you took my pain away 'cause only you can heal my heartache
When we didn't have enough you made sure
goin, gone, sold
What's cooler than bein cool? (ICE COLD) why'all know
that I do this for all my n****z and my b****es
And it's murder 'til day that I
the river spinnin' on a log
Jog to the liquor store, grab me a thicker ho
Get me a Michelob, now I want to Snicker though
Remind me of the old days
When
Long days, long jays, what we 'posed to
Hallways all day tryna come thru
Calls late, past eight, when we both knew
Heartache, heartache turn to old
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
wouldn't show out?
Man I'mma take over like Jay-Z
I'mma rock out
Grab your Slurpee and popcorn
I'm bout to make it hot for 'em
They didn't even invite me
Fuck 'em up all day like a nympho
I been dope since S curl waves
Trying to convince hoes I got good hair
Knowing damn well there's chemicals there
I'm in
two to his heart
So when I say that I made it far Im saying that I made it for us all aww
I got the feeling like the rap Marv Gaye
Or the old Jay-Z
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
in the sky too
Everybody gotta die one day
Everybody can't eat off one plate
Everybody need they own lunch tray (shit good)
Every nigga ain't Jay-Z
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