Lyrics:
should be hanging with Jay-Z, Jay-Z
So hot to trot, lady
Excuse me miss, what's your name?
Can you come, hang with me?
Possibly, can I take you out,
[Woman]
How white is your blow ?
[Jay-Z]
Cause I'm like that yo !
[Woman]
Only writers you know
[Jay-Z]
Cause I'm like that
Verse 2
can't Lie
So I wrote this hook and it's brazy
Got the blueprint but I ain't Jay-Z
Look
I was down for a bit
Guess I can say that the music Changed me
Look
to misplace me (Place me)
Now I got the blueprint like Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Now my music the only time you can play me
Fendi ain’t free and Chanel ain’t cheap
Used
All that green I see it means go
(Uh)
Going crazy
(Crazy)
Sketchin' out my blueprint like I'm Jay-Z
(Jay-Z)
Please stop playin' I know what they see
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
blueprint, and he's ready to vocalize
So we, passin the mic your way, come on testify..
[Guru]
Prepare each element with raw street intelligence
Dig
king
Got that Jay-Z brain and i'm Kanye on the beat
Thats forty plus Grammy's on my effing bucketlist..AHH
I'm in the mission making Blueprint 4
the trial of
(I'm gone)
The State vs. Shawn Carter, a.K.a. Jay-Z
(Uhh, uh huh uh, uhh, uh huh uh, uhh)
Whatever the verdict in this trial may be
idols, death to an Icon
Felt like Jay Z, but really more like Sean
Talk like Mysonne, but niggas don't hear me
Punch like Tyson, and then they grow weary
pie
Seventy thirty, the nigga you work for work for me
Bottom line
[Chorus 2: Jay-Z]
People know me on these streets and the towns I been through
featuring Jay Z Jermaine Dupri
Chorus: Jermaine Dupri
We talk shit cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat
the Brigada boy
Jay-Z money
Diddy money
Byron Allen money
Music and meets I can't speak
Outlining these blueprints
HOW I'M SUPPOSED TO BE
Self made, with
me feeling flyer than new jays
You know the enemy too fake
Watching my back for the ones that be two faced
You trynna stop me it’s too late
I fell in
money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, smoking my weed
Counting my money, bumping Jay Z, Jay Z, Jay Z
20 minutes go by, this nigga run out
I ain't
to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Rasclaat when rude boy come through with the roof up
So I could see the sky
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional known as now
Jay-motherfuckin'-Z, and with
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
Black on both sides from my
Skin to the old Jays
Just yesterday I was rockin' the Ol' Jay
My blueprint
Tryin' to see me through it all like Oakleys
He
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Jay-Z:
Yeah, uh-huh, what the fuck
Two asked quick for bastards to step to
Leave wounds too drastic
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
Jay-Z, it's a blueprint
My boy was stupid, hooked again they booked him in when they lifted his shoe print
In love with drugs, got an oxy plug by the name
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
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