Lyrics:
entertained (yup)
Nigga, I'ma do my thang when they know my name
And these hoes wanna fuck with a real ass nigga, ouu
I ain't never trippin' I'm just sippin'
a minute, I see my man over there, Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up here and kick a lil'
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
ain't with that cool shit, I'm with that ra-ra
JAY-Z wouldn't battle Nas if Nas killed Ty Ty (he wouldn't)
Pookie rollin' over in his grave, you got him
about to make enough money
To buy you a life (OH)
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my
success in this game
Look at the way that life changed
Pure diamonds on my chain
Stock portfolio diversified money ain't a thang
Like Jay Z and Jermaine
and
I be throwing chicken out it screaming money ain’t a thang
Man it feel like 98, I think I’m JAY-Z and Jermaine
Thank we plying
Got my youngens on some
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
signed by a noko named jay smack whos talk was cheap and i aint taking it back
No beef intended hope you not offended by the words im sending just
CCB
Walking round wit No I.d
Even thou I'm not Jay Z
PND come see me
Ass clapping to this beat
Aye
Drop that thang to the street
Aye
Bring
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
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
a couple million (all this bread on me got the feds on me)
Or feel like Jay-Z, Ye with the billions
I wanna see hands up every single minute
Yeah, uh,
Aydoh (RIP Jay)
Ok, reason number one
For this name switch
Jay L is fucking basic
Reason number two, it sounds too close to Jay Z
And if I blew up off
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,
I aint tell you what to do
Just do to thang
This a hit
Gone do yo thang gone let em hate
We got money over here girl we been straight
Been across
the streets
Yea, I'm only in it for the B.A.G'z
Let's get shortly acquainted
Occupation ain't never been short of nuthin but Dreams in the making
And in this
I ain't stressing bout a thang nope
I ain't worried bout nothing
Everything cool, no fronting
I ain't stressing bout a thang nope
I ain't worried
leave? Can I emcee? Can
I have two letters at least?
Can I have it down to z, down to a t
With recipe with the Ice T
With Jay-Z and Nas, maybe Pac
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,
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,
Jay Z, come out to play hey yo Assassin
Gimme one of them tracks I
Can just ride on motherfuckers with
Mobb deep niggas talkin' bout we can't rap?
gotta paint it
Get the bag, then come back, you can really change something
Work in purpose kid, cause money and fame ain't nothing
Do your thang kid
Do
want no wife like Jada or Brittany Renner (I don't)
And I'll take the money instead of the Jay-Z dinner (haha)
I was smokin' on that Alpo pack when I
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