Search results for 'get my sht off by jay z' Page #316

and you see what happend to Z bitch it’s
Nothin to me
Put a spell on you like the ABC witches but Be!
Careful, talkin off I got an earful
Of you sayin I

really trying to get them off the land
Joe's still playing with that asshole
Through backdoor shenanigans
Warnings to evacuate
The messages in English

(Woo!)
On my plate I got a couple rolls, and an arm
I took off a Trump supporter tryna watch the polls
Like it's probable that voter fraud is going down?

for New heights
Way outta your sights
Shooting stars
Were made for you
Taste so good like angel food
Cake walk
Get my bake on
Watch me take off
In

again
Dont deserve no condolences
Call the ambulance mar bleedin again
Get a body bag upped by 3 again
We in dis splat yeah we tryna sin
Demon twist yeah

i'm stressed out
Tryna break down why she bounced, we were best pals
Tryna get my head round and figure all these riddles out
I got underlining issues

problem professing
Best of the best, accept no less than
Putting in work, no messing
Counting Z's, counting blessings
Can't help but get hard
When a white

yuh)
First artist in Klan, nigga (Yuh, yuh)
Brought you Nell and Simmie
Didn't get a penny
I thought that you was my fam, nigga, ooh
(Bitch) murk a nigga

of show biz, be bold in this bitch you know it
I need a vacation somewhere surrounded by the ocean
With a studio on a island so my flow can match the waves

to go car vaule off the lot down
Touch hot pot
Let it drop down
I wish that I could take you all with me
I'll let a lot down
My hearts been on a lock down

When I drop off the edge, only fat hoes sing
I owe the
Thick bitch crying, apologies only when I rhyme super simon
Federal offense, some could say my

the keys
My dumb ass forgot the tab, I gotta get that bitch from Z
Bullets stop a nigga whip like he was flicked by the police
Lean the choppa  to the right

Jealous

Nefarious

Speak of Da Devil

2000

to have me in a casket
My nigga I ain't lyin
Get that ass kicced if you come to close to the head colas
Tryin to have you gone takin your head smooth off

of the night
Cuz you know I’ll kick you out
Get your kids off my couch
I ain’t got no room left in my mouth
A through Z spell it out on my sensitive knob
And if

shot, one opportunity, I promise I won't blow it
I know what we can be because I've seen it in my dreams
We'd be a duo so dynamic like Beyoncé with the Z

like a dog, maybe
Doggy style on your mom, rabies
Goofy Ahh looking NPC, Brady
Fornicate an old lady, she eighty
Dragon Ball Z, yeah I'm draggin' my

cancerous 
Can't nobody handle 
Im active n my aim immaculate
I get to stamping quick
An opp died I laughed quick 
And popped a bottle afterwards
2pm in

Blood Suckers Leeches and Mosquitoes
I keep about 50 on me pockets on Z-Bo
One foot in
One foot out
Mail man on my paper route
We get them in
Ship them

warn you
Next step's a threat, then I'm on ya
You don't really wanna mess around with me
That B I G N A R D
When it comes to the M I C, I get the B I Z

gag and cough
40 niggas in my booty, ain't no way they backin' off
Fat nigga, he gon' throw it back for a Big Mac
Break that boy in half, he a big fat

chatting numbers 
Told my 1z that we should change our numbers 
Sold out the first tour they can't touch the numbers 

Chorus - Neeko
Let me celebrate, two

to the mic
Block out the bullshit regressing my mind
Progressing the Flo need to insure it rhymes
Just listen to beats till I get hypnotized It'll be yo demise

Drip from overseas i dont know what it's called 
She barely know a nigga but I'm all her jaws 
50 dollar blunts bitch I smoke like a boss 
My ho bad

gotta argue with that
I just wanna get my money
Rake it up, stack it up
'Cause all these niggas actin' funny (stack it up baby)
Like the fuck, bitch