Lyrics:
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
Look in the magazine, the same exact as Jay-Z (Same one)
I'm gettin' money, nigga you straight flea
That bitch be shining thunder up I call it KD
I'm
can't stop
Yeah the girls are in the back blastin' that good ol hip-hop
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope
me what you got, show me what you can do
Show me love, show me everything
I know you've got potential
So baby, let me in and show me love
Show me
and forget?
Come on and kiss me just to show you're glad
Baby, don'cha go away mad
Understand that you're quite upset
What do you say that you forgive
let's go
Bring the drama, that's on my momma
You don't wanna rumble
Jay Rock I'll put you under
(You wanna act tough
Let me see if you really hard
When
the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From, rags to riches, we ain't dumb
We got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me!
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If
away
I'm still hot, I'm still SDot ya'll
Still got millions buried in the sock drawer
Still holdin' my own on the corner nigga
What can't kill me can
your flow?
How right is your dough?
'Cause I'm like that yo, ya heard?
How white is your blow? Holla back
Only, write what you know
Bounce wit me
You know this nigga, Jay-Z, Shawn Carter
G.S. the fuck up, dress the fuck up
Watch me shine like a Breitling, begets the fuck up
All rhymers forget
Uh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Timbo the king, yeah
Young Hov' the king, yeah
shirt, don't hit me with that church shit
(Bitch) I got a sister who schooled me to shit you chickens do
Tricking fools, got a whole Robin Givens crew
roll
We want your mind to blow
We got some things to do
Just let us hang with you
We some drink for you
My partner Jay's
worse, you similar to Jay-z's album, God gave me the GIFT, and gave you the CURSE.
a nigga rep
Style fresh to death
Show you bitches how to flaunt
And the Yves St laurent, or her Isabel Marant
Like when Jay Z out, tryna take B out
All
I wonder what's been on your mind
Baby I don't know, something strange is going on
Seems you've been so far away
Got to bring you back, next to me
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
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
Jay Z out, tryna take B out
All these magazines try to play me out
All my ex-girls tryna fade me out
By the ending I was finished
So it's crazy how
It's
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Still keep talking shit to me punk
'Cause your magazine's over in less than six months
Haha
about me?
You pass me by with your head up high
You've known regrets since we said goodbye
You've got no heartaches or misery
You're happy I see,
wipe you out
I'm the stuff Niggas write about
Jigga's A legend
J-Hova end of the session
Fuck with me now
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
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