Lyrics:
the light
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I used to wanna rap like Jay-Z
Now I feel like I'm runnin' laps around Jay-Z
Nas ain't seen nothing this nasty
B.I.G. & Pac got it coming
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
the West to the Chi
I keep it all hood till the day that I die
[Chorus: (Memphis Bleek) + {Jay-Z}]
1, 2 why'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds
face to sleep (yeah)
I might fuck around and make the headlines
Make a ho go night-night like it's bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
Bedtime
My momma told me to dream big yeah kid
And from that day that's exactly what I did
Probably was about nine, around 89
Playing her O'Jays tape, song
in a Mercedes
But that don't make your basic ass Beyonce or Jay-Z
What's happenin'? Obama 'bout to move out the White House
What's happenin'? Couple
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - [Jay-Z])
You can't knock the hustle
can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - [Jay-Z])
You can't knock the hustle
to say;
The whole world's gunna fucking fall to Jay!
Your own girl's gunna fucking fall for Jay!
Your all turds; look like fucking fools to Jay!
What
up little boy take your mittens off
Petes in your bed now and you lost your new girl so tell me ended up on top
You went from collabing with Jay z
Jay and I don’t give a care
I want a Chinchilla and a new sweater
I don’t like the Taylor or Jay-Z
I only like my style and that is me
I write my own
of these bitches all in my face
I can be jay-z you my Beyoncé (ooooohhh)
Verse 1 (Ty!)
You my Beyoncé i don’t want these bitches all in my face
When you in
at night
You gotta fight for your shoes, or get your ass shook
And walk around with lipstick, and a pocketbook
You all in bitch, sit down when you piss
[Jay-Z]
Geah.. whassup?
Where's all my street niggaz, project niggaz
Real niggaz, worldwide
Let's reflect.. e'rybody got a story
We all ghetto
Genius like Kanye
I'm smart but I'll never turn crazy
Need a bad bitch
Look like Beyoncé
Making music
I can be ya Jay Z
At the top they say it gets
hearted yeah
Everyday hit it one hundred we give it all whole hearted yeah
One hunnid
We giving it up (We giving it up)
We'z in it one hunnid ma hoomie we
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
Murder all around the whole world is nausiatin', everybody overrated why everybody's actin' agitated I thought we graduated back in the sat away up
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
it with a boss"
Yo, I got the world saying "Skrrr, pop pop"
Yeah, I did that me, I never slack
You see my jacket? It's all black!
Skiddy ya, pop, kudu
innocent
Got her a Chinese manicure, hair done by Dominicans, all for what
So I could be in a dark corner, all in the butt
At the bar alcoholing her up
I
to a Renegade
Like Eminem and Jay Z
Cause me without music is like
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
313, and I'm feeling so shady
420, got me smoking like crazy
5 AM, and I'm calling my baby
4:44, cause I'm bumping to Jay-Z
313, and I'm feeling so
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