Lyrics:
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
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
climbing
Wishing to be in positions that you found that I'm in
Since you n****z do what it say I'm world renowned than sign me
If Jay handled the clay
you there like B.I.G took niggas to New York
"Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York
And that's real shit blazed the Philly
It's summertime
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
rough
You need to stand out if
You want fame and stuff
And Jay-Z needs this too, he’s obsolete
He could collab with fortnite or
Meta in a week
This goes
that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!
(music drops in)
[Jay-Z]
I did it again niggaz
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y'all niggaz asking
the pop loc, you bought me soda pop
My nigga cartoon, Lil Noock & Pete Both from the north
We meet in 7th grade on the B-Ball court
Just like the homie
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
Nas and Jay-Z
Eminem, Mase, Biggie Smalls and me
Now if you was my girlfriend
You don't need no guyfriend
He could get his head bust
Nigga ain't my
burnin' CDs for my friends though
Now, I can't just take it on the chin like Jay Leno
Now, everybody want the info
These bitches want the pin code, these
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
no'l, like Florida State
By the time you get that, I'll be on the way
I said "fuck these niggas, and fuck these hoes"
Fuck these niggas, and fuck
Holla holla haaa
Holla holla haaa
Maybe it's me, maybe I bore you
Oh no, it's my fault 'cause I can't afford you
Maybe, baby
Puffy, Jay-Z
mobbin' deep on a Nore-N-Capone set
My diamonds offset, yeah, my Audemar wet
It look like me, Nicki, and Cardi B havin' phone sex
Who gon' flex? Who want
on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two
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
I'm takin this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise
Basics in the basement, waste it
Asking my dog for advice so
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov
A Real G is what niggas call me
I be runnin' this town I feel like Jay Z
That superfly nigga call me Hoodrich
I signed myself I'm comin' out the mud rich
I won't deny it am a straight rider
You don't wanna fuck with me
These others rappers ain't dope to me
There's only one goat and that's Jay-Z
had the code
Got the blueprint like Jay Z, boy I feel like HOV
She don't do that yap yap with y'all for me she talk the most
Girl, I'm a straight winner
Right about now, you're about to be possessed
By the sounds of Cool N Dre and Freeway
Hit it
Young Philly from the block, y'all, rockstar
This
Hov
That's Young Hov to be correct
Told you I was gonna be like Jay
pray I find myself a B so I can be like Jay
President carter reporting for
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