Lyrics:
like I'm Jay-Z prob
Song will be laughter to my friends and I levitate
Feeling like 'BIG' yet stuck in HK where's the swag
People call me trans all those
that's what I want you to be
I slap bitches in the face and give em Jay-Z lips
Make them sign their life off so they can pay me chips
I cut hoes so
want you to be
You can hump with me that's what I want you to be
[Mr. Kane]
I slap bitches in the face and give em Jay-Z lips
Make them sign their
to continue(Oh!)
Super Ugly
[Jay-Z Laughing]
[Nas Voice:]
I dont give a fuck
All I really know is yo ho wants to be with me
and she aint playin
believe what im
to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy (haha)
In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down
my
To all my second string bitches, tryna get a baby
Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy
I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z
by association
(Point-point the finger at me again)
I wanna run away
(I wanna run away)
I wanna know the truth
(I wanna know the truth)
I wanna
your smile , I love your shape
Got me feeling some type of way
Girl I jay you
I jay you
I jay you
I jay you
What you wanna do
I Jay you
Girl I made you
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field with the Colt
Andrew Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like what's up with it
Jay was in the Z, my
Yeah!
Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
D-R-E!
Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
And Jay-Z!
Boom boom boom boom
What the fuck?!
Boom boom boom boom
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
I got (I get it)
Money Money, I got money money, I got
(I run this rap shit)
I I get money money, I got
(Now, guess who's back?)
I I get money money,
the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
You know my story, you can feel me, you know how I get down
I'm bout
over with the streets shit
Least see my kids on the weekend
Carter, new Kennedy
No ordinary Joe, you'll remember me
No prohibition for my coalition
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
dick when you was kissn that bitch
Nasty shit, u thought i was taller than that
You callin home a hundred times, i was bonin her neck
U got a baby by
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
charmer, move your body like a snake, mama
Make me wanna put the snake on ya
I'm on my eighth summer
Still hot, Young's the 8th wonder
All I do is get
[Chorus: Sean Jay]
This the hardest beat I ever heard
That's my shit, that's my shit nigga, that's my shit
You see them 24's on the curb
That's my
nigga, my jeans tight fitted to nigga
Jay-Z what up nigg!
Uh, yeah
Let me fuck with 'em right now
Niggas want to kidnap (kidnap),
Leave me in
believe)
And he's mine (you and me)
Ooh Whoa..(cant you see)
And he's got (all I need)
My mind (crazy)
Oh, baby (can't you see)
Ooh Whoa
Hook
I'm not in a hurry
Take your time
Cause it's my rhyme, I siggeda-said
So, and I'm J-A-Y-Z, y'all know me
I wish you co-write
Cause you'd pay me all
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
and Gucci
Rich like Jay and Beyoncé, ayy (yeah, yeah)
Real nigga me please, ayy (please)
One with a little bit of thug in him, ayy
Send me a nigga that's
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