Lyrics:
Me and my niggas in Paris, like Kanye and Jay-Z
She said she want me, she wan' have my babies
Niggas they claiming they made me, they cappin' like
puffin' on lye
Tameka came by, glossy-eyed as she cried
Lil' Jay got sprayed with a chrome four-five
That's my motherfuckin' man, get in the Land
Head
no
Shit if Big Pimpin
Is a sin then I rather not repent (preach)
Girl on the phone
You know I need my master back
Like Jay Z first album
Okay I got
boku z serca wybranką
Tego nie kupisz w tvshopie mango
Nawet gdybyś miał czeki in blanco
Jest jest pięknie będzie piękniej
Choć jeszcze stoję przed
dead body (Mudboy!)
I mean I definitely want some sounds gonna fuck niggas up
You mothafuckin' doin' it by, you know in situations and what's happenin'
didn't have a whip, I'd still drive you crazy
Feel good lately, I feel good lately
Clownin these nigga, man I'm feelin like Gacy
Life 180, but my eyes
(Y’All MUST'VE FORGOT WHO THIS N****
SO IMA LET HIM REINTRODUCE HIMSELF
GO HEAD MY N****)
Verse 1:
Z-A-Y to the m********** Jay
Ain’t rollin with
say I love my job
But let's not get crazy
If I had a million, I would feel amazing
I would feel like Jay-Z
I'll call you later, page me (Outta here)
You
town, that digs on me/
Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys
-???Yeah I???m up at Brooklyn, now I???m down in Tribeca/Right next to De Niro/But I???ll be hood
you want in just a minute
I can see the way I make you feel when Imma visit now
Know that lil bitch down for me
Drop that shit to the ground for me
Every dope verse had 5, had to threw it out
Jay-Z method got ‘em wonderin’ what I’m doin’ now
Finally got a queen now I’m feelin’ like the truth now, yeah
Super Ryhmes with disco
I rock from here to Frisco
I make you hate your video
While I rock your mind in stereo
So kick off your shoes, relax your feet
[Lady]
You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility
Inmate, state your name (Darren)
This phone call may be monitored and recorded
crazy
On the pill, but she back for a baby
Like, gotta use condoms for safety
On the beat, got me feelin' like Jay-Z
Like, who is he
Huh
Who is he
Huh
lettuce and tomato in and mashed potato.
Yes. Served by either Jay Z or ELO orchestra.
And what else.
Yes. No, a turkey burger with two masks and uh
go, whoa
Lifestyles, kinda crazy, lazy
Chicken heads see me, actin' like I'm Jay-Z
Change the game, say my name, platinum chain
Can't wait in
a nigga brain while you entertain trivial things
Material things, protected by the underground kings
Who rule the land with an iron fist
The Men in
manhood
You beat upon little boys in the hood
Oh - what you're man enough to kill in a drive-by
Drive by the White House and all you do is wave hi
While
the type of nigga leave
You dyin' on your back
In a black Cadillac with a
Diamond in the back
With four grimy niggas with a llama and a MAC
Niggas run they
I need ps not dinner with jay z broke
Too long I don't need advice
Been tryna get racks for time
But the game is full up of rats n mice
Maybe, I need
get a new kill
Jay say one by one, but I want them all, make the whole harvest chill
Niggas say Fox five, but never shot nothing, so who I'm supposed
crazy
Watch the throne I'm no Jay-Z
Take the throne will hate me?
Ask who's King will the say me?
Ain't got time for no maybes
I need a definite
If you
going on, no more head assery
Goals to obtain look like the path to a Jay-Z, Quincy Jones, Jay Elec, a Ye,
Or a Master P
What they have in common at this
witcha
Breeze by too high to to to
We are in it till it go dark
Feelin good and got that dope rolled up
Feelin good and got that dope dope dope
We are in
.jpg/220px-Feelin's_(Teddy_Edwards_album).jpg "Feelin's")
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