Lyrics:
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
holdin' wit music rollin' in the gold infinite
[Jay-Z]
We keep it raw & uncut for all the niggas and hoes
The first time you sniff it
It might hurt
[Jay-Z]
Fo' sho', everything's for dough now
I flow, y'all gotta pay a little mo' now
It's platinum, nowadays we put the gold down
We stepped it up,
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z
[Jay-Z]
Got a condo with nuttin' but condoms in it
The same place where the rhymes is invented
So all I
[Jay-Z]
Fo' sho', everything's for dough now
I flow, y'all gotta pay a little mo' now
It's platinum, nowadays we put the gold down
We stepped it up,
(bring it back)
Verse 1:
Long hair, lipstick, lil mama, who you with?
Lookin' all mean, like the dream, shawty you da s***
Let you pass by so I can see
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
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
can't eat
Prolly legalize the hustle if they find out how to tax it
Real shit
This that New York shit Jay-Z and Nas
Big and Pun, Cam and Meth don't
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
A to Z, Z to A
It's 2020 AD give me another
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, un huh, watch this why'all, come on,watch this why'all, Jigga
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea !
[Kid Capri}
It's Kid
East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
Me Jay and Primo, got it
East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
Me Jay and Primo, got it
the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though, (who?) Me
Slick like a gato, fucking Jay-Z
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
Tried
the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though, (who?) Me
Slick like a gato, fucking Jay-Z
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
Tried
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
I'm a hop on the track and go crazy
When it comes to money I ain't ever lazy
I got the city jumping like we crazy
Im a leave a legacy like Im Jay-Z
my life is filled with rainy days
But I stashed some dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
dough, how much, you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z
rhymin and singin technique is applaudable
Livin in luxury, and it's affordable
No other brother is better than
Me, the J, the A, the Z
The cream
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
[Jay-Z]
[Scratchin] (Chi-chi, chi, chilly chill)
It's gangsta, turn the music up, uh, ch'eah
Yea, we back on that gangsta, gangsta shit
Shit,
the spotlight
I still hold the Glock with
The wrist twist like this
Gangster shit, no thanks to shit
Niggas selling a million records
More banks to split
Jay-Z
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