Lyrics:
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
dissin' Tech, that was not a shot at 2 Chainz or to Jay-Z
They probably feel the same way because lately
Instead of us being credited for longevity
as hell
In my mind I can see it comin'
And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'
By keepin' gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya
Cry
[Jay-Z:]
Can I kick it?
Yes you can
Can I kick it?
Yes you can
Can I kick it?
Yes you can
(I'm kina lovin that)
Can I kick it?
Yes you can
Can I
girl when you are (i was just frontin')
I'm ready to stop when you are
Jay-z, marshall, kartel and pharrell pha-real
Roc-a-wear apparel for real
shoulders off
Jay-Z R.I.P. the Pimp C
(Uncle Murder Rap)
[Chorus]
When the nigga see me, you know that I got it on me!
Either that Desert Eagle
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
okey
Ei Play você não é Jay-Z nem Cjay
Da replay no game eu dou um reset
Ideias superficias clique em delete
Nesse mundo quais atitudes você comete?
is cla-hassic yeah oohhh
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
I could play Janet and you could play J.D.
If you like Beyonce you could play Jay-Z
Check for
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
spiritual help from Jaz and Jay Z
Standin in awe, you saw the best of em all
The rest will fall
Requestin for more, jaws stuck on the floor
These lyrics I
To play me, ba-by, hey he,
Gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z
Go on floss; ball where it cost
Smile for the cameras, take your shirts
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
Welcome to Jay-Z's poetry reading
Art, who goes there?
Do this, do this
It was the winter, it was cold
It was the cold winter
Welcome ladies
tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am, a little bit
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
[Pac]
Damn...
what I`ma do now?
When I get free...
Oh s***!
[Jay]
Get free...
Yeah yeah
[Chorus: x2]
When I get free, motherf***ers
wit jay-z 'cause he sux and he's lazy, his rhymes are weak and crazy, like mike jones on 24's I still tip, I go bigger than Jay-z's and Fantasia's lips.
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO?
Would you be with F-A-be-O if he drove a Neo?
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo?
Well why the hell you
plyn
Vidím stíny jak se otočim
Vidím stíny jak se otočím
Já chci zase zahrát street
Jasně by to chtělo cash
Na Jays High OG
Na Jays High OG
A ruce ledové
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
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