Lyrics:
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
[Phone ringing]
Scott: Yo Kris. I really knocked the boots on those two big butt
females last night.
Kris: Jeeez!
Scott: Yeah man.
I'm with two hoes
Ain't keepin' promises 'cause I'ma boogie
Probably couldn't even tell the AR
Was under the hoodie
He get out of line while we in
the personal computer information on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes, step by step
Make em sound def to maintain
Two tears in the bucket I cry with you
But I could never lie with you
I could never afford not to afford
I could never put my plans
To the side with
coulda been at MIT
Built a brand with this shit I'm like the New Jay Z
Really hydrating the game like a Blue Ivey
And In the midst of complication I usta
turnin' me on
Takin' me, makin' me wanna bounce wit' you
It's alright, we got all night to smoke an ounce or two
Get up and clap yo' hands
Come
I could rhyme like JAY-Z, all these Motherfuckers wanna come, pair me to the best, well I got a few things, that I need
To get, off my chest, what
travel too much and Baby sling too many drugs
Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
With 2 bricks,(two of 'em) and a chrome 9
To these niggas I'm
Hey lil shawty you should come into the backseat baby
Catch me talking wild yeah I might sound crazy
Treat you like Beyoncé
Yeah I'll be your JAY-Z
to build, this is time to build
[Verse 2: Ja Rule]
Niggas increase the pain when they shout my name
Horrified by the thought of hot slugs and graves
Cause Ja
known
The sickest know
In the southern koncrete
They shoulda known
Jay rivers never in the back seat
They shoulda known
Put to many hours on the time
Smoking weed, true indeed
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Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
turnin' me on
Takin' me, makin' me wanna bounce wit' you
It's alright, we got all night to smoke an ounce or two
Get up and clap yo' hands
Come
Driven by two guys, Rakim and Chuck
What the fuck I asked as I laid there How many guys do you drive a day
There? Chuck said many, Rakim said plenty
[Krayzie: x2]
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-you-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
From rappers in some way
There’s the connotation of that but what
I need y’all to realize
Is Jay Z is a genius and I need y’all
To understand that Drake
ears be shining
Mouth light up full of Diamomds
Young nigga out the projects
Crazy I be feeling like jay z ion really got no problems
Crazy nigga
sack, mayn, don't give me that ever
And if the price the lo'lo', then gon' give me two mo'
Give me twolo, when I ride out with two hoes
One dark skin,
buy the bar
I can’t go to clubs but
Them niggas still pay me (Aye)
Hole livera, these ain’t like Jay Z
Coupe wrapped in yellow, it look like a daisy
a mill wit'
Real thick, uh yeah
No Jada and Will shit
Cuz Ion got no time to deal wit' that
Skip a hunnid meals just to get Jay-Z rich
I'm only hungry for
shit
BigBouyy kulture all my side hoes thick
Don't tell me bout the past fuck retro shit
I really got the credit OGs call me G
Am two steps ahead make
to the cake
Been balling since a baby money over pacifers
Crossover like AI, play me close I slide right by you
She wanna get the best of me, no Jay-Z and Mya
I
but they don't really get me
I'm just tryna live to fullest fore' they end the chapter
Write me out, move on and just forget me
Do you think Jay-Z
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