Lyrics:
We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set
That's right John i hear
They're
lyrics sold, then truth be told
I'd probably be just as rich and famous as Jay-Z
Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense
Next best thing I do
of 9
11 feeling like November 9th 'Cuz I
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z go (Yup) make Kanye Go (haah?)
I know you're at a loss
getted robbed yet
Cuz I bear arms like guys with big biceps
Yes
Ain't nodody gonna stop me now
"And all the way to the top, cuz" Jay-Z
We gonna take it
a bad bitch run, uh
I just bought a new AP (AP)
'Bout to get the bad bitch one (Yeah)
Nigga like the new Jay-Z (Woo)
Pockets on fat, Big Pun (Big bag)
know it
Your love is everything to me I'm glad I got to show it
Under the bright lights
Flying high like kites
Naw, reaching Jay-Z and Beyoncé heights
down priorities are all over the place and shit
Stress levels rise and that J gets lit
Try on shoes that Jay Z fit
Fuck all that complacent shit
I'm
iné, štyri doby, štyri takty
Nepozeraj si prosím fotky z tých akcií
Radši by si ma videla s diplomom místo flašky
My nie sme vyjebané smažky
Iba som
Fuck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily
Baby, let's be friends
Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all
No need to front, let's be friends
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
hell froze and there was a blue moon before it
And that shit birthed Group Home Freddie Foxxx, inspired shit
Like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G, I'm just comin'
longer than a mile
Told 'er dro, nigga jay-z flow 'll make em overdose
Do it like a rocka fella, nigga rock it acapella nigga
Too many reasons causin'
I like Jay-Z, Weezy Wee
I like to bump the greats, B I G
I like staying in, I like chilling out
I like dressing up, and I like showing out
There's
n***a play me
Heard you was a junkie, smoking, more rock than Jay-Z
Thought he's loving me for selling 20 for the KD
That's who you is, lil' n***a
get by and yet
He wonder why her pussy don't get wet
Twin just got them switches in
Just chill me and Tray on the way
Jay just slapped that bitch
The universe is ready for a new story
By a kid from z how he kept going
Without knowing that one day he be glowing
Picture this see me posing
f'real, Jay-Z lives
Ski, Roc-a-Blok Productions (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Dame Dash, ha-ha
Roc-a-fella Records, uh-huh
Everybody from Brooklyn
Sauce Money, Big
I'ma audit it
I'm heartless like Kanye in '08
Yeah that's word to NO I.D, now they all know who I be
I'm callin' out Jay-Z to jump up on the track
I'm gon shine
Jay B, introduced me to Jay Z
He showed me reality can come from big dreams
He change my style helped a young nigga get fly
He coped me
of vultures can't stand em
That why its same team same dream
New money new weed same B like Jay-z
Same dude that came through and told all of you
I'm not
(Jay-Z)
Pass the dutchie if you was ill
Take one to the grizzill
Tell me what you fizzill
It's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin',
together
Lazy but still they
Got the boys straight buzzin' like Swaizy
Mood ring eyes on the face of my lady
Range from navy to baby blue Jay-Z
Big Smo tried
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
Smalls and 2Pac, left for dead
Innocent bystanders, left for dead
Big L, Jam Master Jay, left for dead
The whole hip-hop culture, left for dead (oh, my,
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