Lyrics:
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
like) to do this that and a third
(And I love) the way you put in reverse
And now clap for me mami, clap back, keep it swervin
Wide body had to be
one in the air
Put one in the air
Put one in the air
Let's just
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Put one in
it
Rap like jay z
Just to see you naked
Body language
Body flaming
Girl yo body fire
Lava lava
Wallah wallah
Got that magic nana
Oochie wallie
Feel
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
(Longway)
It wouldn’t cost me but a G (Rack)
I leave blood on your tee (Huh)
I leave blood on the street (You)
I put mud on the street
(Lean, lean, lean,
do it like me
Come by and you'll see!
They can't do it like me
Come by and you'll see!
Throw your hands up in the air
Wave like you just don't care
Not even the same league as Jay Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe
They'll name me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that Biggie
I don't wanna sign sign
Dislike spending my time outside
These kids smoke flavored air
I put my love & trust on god
To god I do not swear
Put my
(uh-oh, uh-oh)
Freak, freak y'all, fifteen
(Oh) yes, yes y'all
Put them hands in the air, y'all (oh)
It's Mos Def, y'all
Now, put them hands in
(uh-oh, uh-oh)
Freak, freak y'all, fifteen
(Oh) yes, yes y'all
Put them hands in the air, y'all (oh)
It's Mos Def, y'all
Now, put them hands in
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats
Here we go
C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Chuck
Just gonna drop this on one of them moby beats
Here we go
c'mon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / y'all
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
times outta ten it's on and poppin'
Ain't no stopping victory's in the air
Bring a friend next time let's do it again
Bring your whole crew if you see
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditioning
And you can't see b- the hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blaring the system in your
ball like a baby
Ball like J, but not Jay as in
Jay-Z, J as in Leno
'Cause I got a huge mansion
No, huge man chin, new Manson, loose cannon
Too
Word is bond, we got it goin on
C'mon throw ya hands in the air
Brand Nubian'll rock to the break of dawn
In the air, in the air
It's like
gang man
Long Live Tarell
Long Live Selfmade
Nigga 4z in da air 4z everywhere nigga
Know what's going on with this shit nigga
Whole lotta everything
of the world
The flow of the century, oh it's timeless
HOV'! Thanks for comin' out tonight
You could've been anywhere in the world
But you're here with me
I
Looking at the book you handle
Here's a little thing I know about it if you want to dabble in reanimation of the dead
I put them into battle
That'll be
it's like we keep losin' more rappers (too many)
Rest in peace to Dolph he put on for his trappers
He was independent he wasn't gettin' robbed by them
Put it in the air
In the air where it's fair
In the air where it's fair
In the air where it's fair
In the air where it's fair (Rick Rock beats)
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
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