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Now she feeling the heat
When it come to gettin' pussy I'm a feen though
Bit callin' for my name like I'm Nemo
Got yo cousin
Still need mo'
My choppa

the game
It's kind of fucked up-
How none of these niggas don't know my name
I mean
You niggas playing instruments at Jay-Z show
Say I'm your nigga
How you

send you
Just be by yourself
Na oluwa dey bless me
It grace my life

I say what's my name
what's my name
Say what's my name
Say my name
Say my name
I

,  say my name, ouu

V-A-N-G-O-H. Love girls that go both ways
Feel like magic Johnson with a condom when it's post game
Smile sponsored by Colgate. Ain't

But then I hear that still small voice

Pulling me in
Calling me out
My name you know by heart
Make me into something brand-new
So I can live love loud

Like I'm hugging the lane
Screw tape still on, drank in my cup
Everytime, that I roam
Roach ass hoes, still calling my phone
Representing for the South,

grow in the shadows without a breeze
I grab my back take a step out to plant a seed

The wild is calling
It knows me by name
Grab my hand lift me up

full of liquor I learned how to drown pain
Lil Rico, Rollan Kingz I wish they could be the same
Only love my music they don't care about my name
My own

shit to say
Now Ace and R gon' stay, remember the name KJ
Calling my phone on a Sunday, bitch on my private jet
We on a runway, one way lane in a Lambo

trusting no soul
They giving out names like eenie mini mo
If we speaking on business gotta speak it in code
The feds be listening tappin my phone (ugh)
Nigga

Drifting away to a fading memory
Seen this all before in a dream
The ocean is calling my name
Siren songs are ringing in my head
Wash away my sins

Hit 
By: Kvng Jay

[Hook:]
I be smoking - this a mother fuckin’ hit
(This a mother fuckin hit)
Eyes be low smokin - gas by the zip
(Smoke the gas by

tell me, you tell me, you hate this 

Hi, my name's jay, I think I might be an okay, guy 
But I get that sometimes I might be a bit divided
Divisive,

Find My Way

DMC

Checks Thugs and Rock N Roll [CD & DVD] [Clean]

2006

so I can't go wrong
I write rhymes, Gemini my sign
I got a nine I don't rhyme about mine
I spit, it's legit, never stopped by cops
Comin up with

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Got six fuckin figures
Yeah
I came and I'm running the game I'm putting my name on a chain
It's fuckin insane
They see that I'm nice with the aim

Teraz

Ty lubisz J Cole ja Jay Z Ty J Dilla chwila
Każdy jarzy Ein Killa
Krótko na tamte czasy klasyk
Jak Group Home Superstar adidasy
Air Maxy Classic

You're the worst

Yea you're no Gwen Stefani and I'm no Jay Z
It makes me wonder where my moneys going every week
Like the holes ripped through on my

ain't asking you to chase me
Shawty my Beyoncé
But I be cheating like I'm Jay Z
She call me TwoThouWow
But say I move like i'ma 80s
One day she say she

50z Nigga, we gettin' them packs, we get them gone
Fuck the Jays, don't tolerate no rats, bitch, we don't talk on phone
I'm Mr. Hop on any beat, lil'

some lean
She sayin that she want celine
I'm a go getter its in my genes
Rockin all black like its halloween

Robbin them niggas like my name was swiper

Now shit done changed i done got two chains
Now people begging me a for feature
N jumped in the game wit no rank to my name
Now I'm hot like

Master, and we're the emcee's
Like lightning and thunder, we're knockin down trees
While sucker DJ's, are bustin out Z's
My man Jam Master's stretchin hard

(drop, drop)

And look ever since I was a little king
And they said around 10 is when I first picked up the pen
My uncle showed me Jay-Z
Tupac, 50 Cent,