Lyrics:
Owww Saint Don
Y'all know where I got it from
Feeling like Jay z rapping this shit fuck around become a billionaire
Fuck around go commercial do you
other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up
feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
pleasin'
I can turn it out without a doubt in any season
I entertain crowds, a million and thous'
Homeboys makin' noise, as I do browse through a girl's
a Glock)
Built my own empire, nigga
Like JAY-Z with the Roc (Jigga) , hey
Don't ask me how I do it, I just do it (Ask)
Don't ask me how I do it, I just do
The Mic Tour, 50 Cent, jay Z
That's what everybody talkin' 'bout
In the street, you know what I mean
Ashanti, what's the matter baby? You lookin'
Like
drink wit us
Makin' funky music is a must
(We're not done!)
(We're not done!)
First of all, my rhymes be hurtin' y'all
Try to step up, you be
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
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
(You cut up on this one, JAY C)
Y'all think these nigga street, not to me
I'm a skinny nigga, but my pockets fat, YTB (MIA JAY C)
Mama, buss
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million mcs
I try to tell them
We're all in this
up in the air
Goin' crazy, I don't care (I don't care)
I don't care (let's go, let's go)
Bitch, I'm feeling like Jay-Z
Bitch, I'm feeling like
did|Here's for Jay-Z|Nelly Furtado|Catch up|Ya'll slow|Escargot|Nelly your 14 mil|Where's Fargo?|I brought a airplane|Fuck I need a car for?|Ask Justin
Here's for Jay-Z
Nelly Furtado
Catch up
Ya'll slow
Escargot
Nelly your 14 mil
Where's Fargo?
I brought a airplane
F*ck I need a car for?
Ask Justin
a lil lean wit Noah, now we lazy
Draw up a blueprint, bitch ain't no Jay Z
(Why'd you stop)
I sound fucking retarded
Got me so pissed off
I should be the big boss
Chillin' with Jay-Z
Chillin' with Rick Ross
Fuck all that lip gloss
I should just lift off
Y'all should be
Macadocious to the most brown sex and slim,
State of uptrends, known for making divedends
And millions my people jump, jump, jump, jump.
Who chose to be
in the hospital ringin' the nurse's bell
Like ding I got hit (uh-huh) by two of rap's, most dangerous
E and P and they both had stainless
Biggie
to put that ass and
CRACK DOWN i know you wish you was Jay-Z, 50
D Twizzy, bitch but you ain't so bACK DOWN
Yo Eminem has got him a deal
How can he write
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
Bientôt riche comme si j'étais Jay Z
Ce batard me doit 20k
Tkt j'le prends mais je me méfie d'eux
Jamais seul toujours nombreux
Sérieux et aventureux
Dans
to make money off of me
Guess it really means, over my dead body
Music would sound differently, without M
Then you got Pac, Easy E, Ice Cube, Jay-Z
Weezy,
Tolerate drama, queen, that is a no-no
Suitin' and booted, I'm playin' fuckin' Halo
You niggas so dumb, bitch, I'm tellin' my Beyonce
Love Jay-Z, but shit
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