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
always what it seem so (seem so)
Bulletproof love, bulletproof schemes, yo
Problems ain't a problem, we all got 'em, will proceed though
Money machine
senses
Raise the bar we playing Tetris
Air supply out of love but I'm so invested
So invested
You lift me up when I'm down
High up in the clouds
Anchor
when I slide right by
And I love you too baby
I’m not really into making statements
But every time you rock that body imma say this
I love it when you
up
You'll be right there by my side
I found true love
I found true love
And when I wake up
Your bright smile beams right through me
Yeah I found
I see
No Tennessee
Girlie, I've been outside
I be turned by myself, I'm a damn vibe
No lie, I'm the plug in the socket, I got supply
I can see
we met when I had worked at Hollister
She love my hair and by that I guess you guess Adrianna
Cause, she had worked in the salon right next
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
I'm talkin murda on that pussy, I'm a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
on my bad side
I'm the best guy drop 2 album on the West side
I got the chick's on the east side
Ugh
I put the three fingers up
All the niggas love me
discuss statements that's made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy, the music you accuse
but I just supply it now
y'all used to talk, but you're all quiet now
You know what it is that really makes it scrape it
Have a lot of cars,
Az Usual, the only way to survive
(4x)
[Second Verse]
My lifestyle, still crazy fuck how shady it seems
By my side bes the three-eighty, lady of my
beside you
Stop being idle
And calculate what I divide through
It's multiplied by two what I'll supply you
Come on baby let the vibe through
And let this
To give me some shit supply
But all I'll ever do is sigh
and give him a final goodbye
And go and snort that shit all day
And Start giving my shit away
Cuz
the iron man, I will supply these ropes
To pull my people back up when there down, in need of hope
A different kettle of fish, I flow like I'm iron born
But
cash ain't no joke, joke
This like Facebook; if you air me out, then you get poked, poked
I'm the guy that gets high off supplies that I provide
All
to get some juice
I spent this whole racc to get a nuce
Niggas never know what they can go produce
So instead of abiding by typical
I would rather supply
Woodsmoke warms you, you're understood.
Reach into the earth where all the spirits lie
Handfuls of the air, full of the dusts of love
The ancestors,
roaches
So she don't care
How I move so player
G Pen, mid air
High school, I was gettin' high
Teacher said I was goin' nowhere
Now I'm worth millions
poppin' the corn?
How's the horn
How's the love wavin' the ocean morn'?
How 'bout the young
Do they still possess the poetry tongue?
And do they still greet
The knowledge that I can't be what you need
Is cutting off my air supply
And yet this information hasn't reached my heart
And that's why I still try
They
the life
Autumn chief leakin' in the air on the weekend
Put it down by the evenin', that's my kind of season
Cash crop is decent, I'm not even gonna pretend
the remnants of my past
Dark blue fog surrounding me
I don't know how long I will last
Air in good supply
Peering out both sides
Catching creatures out
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