Lyrics:
y'all
Pop quiz, how many topless black foxes
Did I have under my belt like boxers?
Not to brag but if it add up
One, two, *** that's mad nuts
Please close the door
Please close the door
Please close the door
Please close the door
Ain't no more jays in the house
Serve them hoes through the window
a coincidence
That a suburban white kid wrote this before Jay-Z did?
Maybe it's cause I went to school
During modern segregation and the height of corrupt rule
stop drop and roll, these hoes all over me (They with it)
And more keep approaching me, i swear these hoes all over me
There's been so many girls, old
where we leaving many cases
Running 'round, man, but we never catch no cases
Give a fuck about what you say, kicking it with like two babes
Top off,
can't define me
Blowing in the wind on my RZA
Shit you can't find me
Anyway the wind blows, Bohemian rap flows
These new niggas just hoe
Like Jay-Z I
Jay Z
Like JD, money ain’t a damn thing
H to the O, bring your main thing
These hoes on Longway's dang dang
Balmain mix matched with the Hermes
HK,
HEAT
I'm TO DIRTY TO BE NEAT
TO GORILLA TO BE MONKEY
TO FLY TO STAY GROUNDED
TO FRESH TO BE FUNKY
2MANY LICKS FOR JUNKIES
TO MUCH WORK FOR FLIPPERS
Level up like I'm Jay-Z
Superhuman ever since they paid me
Come in my lane you won't escape me
Got these bitches screamin' "Y 2 Krazy"
I'm feelin'
the night
You gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight
Make sure, everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
cu'z I'ma wolf underground
Only God know what the plan is man I pray like everytime
Too many pains in my heart blazing like everytime
Yea
I just step in
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
want nut in your face, I want in them titties
You want my signature, them numbers must increase
Put so many hoes in the car, I can smell disease (brr,
all around me
I Be
Liberty City, OverTown, yeah, LMG
I Be
I Be. I Be. I Be
I Be
Got more hoes than IG
I Be
Got more dough than Jay-Z
I Be
Gotta keep
here
To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
the load
Two thousand pounds of dro i just sold like
I can get myself up out this hoe
I'm slammin' them doors
Slammin' them doors, pullin' them hoes
to Jay Z
Check the stats and the pedigree
Ain't nan hoe that can play wit me
None of these hoes could ever uh
These hoes could never uh
None of these hoes
got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
Jay-Z taught me money ain't
[Jay-Z]
Geyeah, y'all nigaas finished yo
Is y'all niggas finished
Got your little radio play your little BDS, huh
You finished nigga, huh huh, y'all
can't even lie, to this day still I miss her
We was on Scottsdale Inn by Jay's
Used to go to sleep in the pussy on an air mat
André Harris talked bad
too many niggas
"One, two"
Forever, I ain't gon' be rappin'
Shit'll happen to me, I gotta let niggas know
This mark asked me do I know his cousin
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
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