Lyrics:
"thuggin in my Reebok's" not again
Wtf is Gen Z, they just coppin Genz (bow, bow)
Dad told me the world changed, while he sip his gin
Told me get my G.S,
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
just like a lady
you can be my pretty baby
we can spend all my money baby
(Jay-Z)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(say
beyonce turned Jay Z into a bitch
[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz]
Blaqman stays hard yall soft as lard
We rep continents yall stuck on blvds
The rain may fall but
that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!
(music drops in)
[Jay-Z]
I did it again niggaz
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y'all niggaz asking
and the Range
Every rap metaphor always ends in my name,
The Kool Hercs, DJ Red Alerts
Before I was born they was talking 'bout The Game
Ask a Jay-Z fan 'bout
here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, um, Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners
feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
damn, I really miss him
Ran up my money but still ain't happy, like, what I'm missin'?
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and the millions
At home eatin' clementine
I got all these problems like
I'm Jay-Z but it's 60, uh
Nobody to guide me, hope this
Label never trick me, uh
To keep it
you
Dead friends, notice that's all that I got
I call it scared ends, scared to spend that money, why not
Probably didn't notice that Jay-Z didn't
I call it scared ends, scared
To spend that money, why not
Probably didn't notice that Jay-Z didn't
Invent the hard knock
I think that I should just
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
Nas and Jay-Z
Eminem, Mase, Biggie Smalls and me
Now if you was my girlfriend
You don't need no guyfriend
He could get his head bust
Nigga ain't my
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
killing that waiter for spilling my spirits
That numb numb juice without it I'm fearing
I might go crazy. Bruh
Long night all hazy. Yuh
Got BcE like JayZ
Southern
The city lost
So outta towners find themselves frontin
There was Biggie, Jay Z now Troy Ave's after
Kendrick Lamar jus a weirdo rapper
when Jay-Z knows your name
And I aint bothered by the fame but I'm addicted to this lifestyle
Girls so starstruck she write her number twice down
All I
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
problems jak Jay ma ogółem
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To dla milionów dziś bangla nad klubem
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Najtinajn
to continue(Oh!)
Super Ugly
[Jay-Z Laughing]
[Nas Voice:]
I dont give a fuck
All I really know is yo ho wants to be with me
and she aint playin
believe what im
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