Lyrics:
simple and plain
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
Is fuckin' crazy poppin' like JAY-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest
a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional known as now
Jay-motherfuckin'-Z, and with
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
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
4ckn life on
I ain't freestyle and my style ain't free
Money all i need. Bitches free me
Money anything. Bitches ain't shit
Suck a nigga'z dick. Suck it
say that line
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like jees-ass
Jay-Z and me holdin the mic
So when you like you find mc's so impolite
And me I'm so into nice,
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
Niggas gon' do anything for exposure
Smoking on gas, you can tell by the odor
Yeah, when they go low, I go lower
Feds on the way just to question my lawyer
Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like jees-ass
Jay-Z and me holdin the mic
So when you like you find mc's so impolite
And me I'm so into nice,
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
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z
Coolin out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker yeah, you don't stop
You won't quit, Jay-Z
You know what the fuck time it is
I was seventeen, flexing with a AP (huh?)
Bitch, I had the blueprint, no Jay-Z (what?)
Pull up in a 'Rari like
of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay-Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head to the block, to pull
premature
Shit went sour after Jay-Z left
But they didn't care
I was glad Jay-Z gave me respect
See I was young, fast forward
Hot dollah had the streets
featuring Teflon and Jay Z
Lil' Fame:
Seventy five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
need) (What y'all need)
Yeah nigga, yeah nigga
It's some Boyz N Da Hood sell anything for profit (profit)
Five in the morning on the corner
Girlie o , Mo gbe o!
You're so amazing , you're so beauty , be my Beyoncé,
Goin be your Jay z oh
Babe tell me what I really don't know
Shey make I wait
Jay-Z
Miscellaneous
Jay-Z Freestyle
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin' out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker,
Jay-Z
Miscellaneous
Jay-Z Freestyle
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin' out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker,
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