Lyrics:
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
I’m OBJ (like I’m, what)
I got big plans, I’ll tell you what The Blueprint say, huh
I’ll hit a billi' by 50, shit like I’m Jay Z
No Options
Yo yo yo
love's,
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love.
[Verse 3 - Jay-Z (Beyonce)]
Check it, let's go
Young Hov y'all know when the flow is loco,
Young B
clockin' (clockin')
Yeah we wrong but dare a nigga try to stop us (try to stop us)
And you can get it, anywhere anybody
Dem Boyz got work, Dem Boyz got
and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy
Repeat Chorus
So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is rock
Rock on
and you, ain't hurt nobody
What we do, don't tell nobody
I knew yeah, before it started
What we do, don't think about it
Just show me what you
you think can take me? Nobody!
I'll do what I got to do to have you…
[Key Jay]
By my side,
[Uzi]
My my my, hoping and wishing
You know the condition
when he can't say shit
My hatred is, fueled just give me a sign
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?
You belong to the city
You
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By
cause uh y'all oughta be
Havin' y'all swags sending mines an apology
A lot of little me's, I see, got beef
But what's the possibility, stop, see, you
Grassroots ain't for me, I know I'm worthy lemme show it
But I won't forget what the grassroots teach
How you've gotta earn the right to ever dine with
this shit is for you
Aye look
I’m going stupid full crazy
Surrounded by haters the niggas that make me
I’m stackin my money inspired by Jay Z
I’m on my
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
set
Aww nah, Dogg ain't this y'all
I got couple relatives up off of Crenshaw
This is about me and Simon, not me and y'all
I got love for a bunch
telling me maybe
On my mind got me acting so crazy
In love like Beyonce and Jay-Z
Mama working to hard put the trust in her baby
Boy what you owe better pay
Jay-Z
Who you know fresher than Green, riddle me that
Lloyd Banks
I'm on the Road blowin Grade A Hayes
Young Buck
Don't be mad at me dogg this all
system
Got me filled up with adrenaline, mind state militant
These niggas claim they sick as this, but I ain't really feeling it
You niggas just some
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run,
[FRANCISCO]
No
I had to do it man
Official Remix
Detroit Stand up
Dj Z
No one on the corner got swagga like me
That can say they unsigned doing shows
and power Motherfucker thats what you lack
Ah yeah issa Crazy P hit
Now roll yourself a jay and take a hit or two
And smoke by yourself or with your boo
know I don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can
Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me looking so crazy right
should've hit my tone
Baby you should've,
Baby you should've hit my tone
Do you know my shit is on, like a Jay-Z song
We can do this all night long, like it's
to make money off of me
Guess it really means, over my dead body
Music would sound differently, without M
Then you got Pac, Easy E, Ice Cube, Jay-Z
Weezy,
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