Lyrics:
and Jay-Z
These niggas is bothered these critics be talking
We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from
But rather than singing non praise the dude
Rasie
a plan, I`m in the trunk while she drives the van
Ain`t no disguise I`ma die as a man
If we make it then I`m takin' it to Hell
All them n****z that was
to Grammy's
From O's to opposite of Orphan Annie
You gotta pardon Jay
For sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler,
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
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
Let me talk to you for a min yo
All black black yank hat
Chillin with the mob
Eminem Styles P and the locks
Jay Z Big L Big Interlocked
Kanye
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
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
"Sigel was the name that they gave me"*}
{*"Allow me to reintroduce myself" - Jay-Z*}
[Beanie Sigel]
It's the Broad Street Bully I'm number one
of names
A couple to my face, you know
Sometimes they call me Jay-Z
Sometimes they call me Jigga
Sometimes they call me Young Hov', Iceberg
Tonight I'm
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody
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
to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Rasclaat when rude boy come through with the roof up
So I could see the sky
let's work it
But I won't love you when I'm done I'd still be talkin' shit ...
That boy'z good
Yeah that boy's good
That mothafucka'z talkin' all
that I gave
Everything I had to my dreams
I'm happy and free and proud and
Confident i'm not crazy i'm free
Free from being held back by public opinion
satisfaction.
Pumping out albums like reverend run is pumping out children; here's another one
Catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland.
I'm bound to be
Yeah!
Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
D-R-E!
Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
And Jay-Z!
Boom boom boom boom
What the fuck?!
Boom boom boom boom
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
pretend
I use to scrap up money for studio time
I'm like Jay Z homie I remember my rhymes
Ain't nobody help me out when my cash was low
Bills comin' too
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
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
{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,
twitch off Jay Z
Ho's in animal skirts get murked
Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt (woo)
Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar
for a hundred thousand
Or dinner with Jay-Z
Sheesh
I'm taking a dinner
You know how it go
Yo, who signed something like this
I had to put the album out
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