Lyrics:
the Bey to my Jay Z
Feel like this a movie, ain’t talking Scorsese
Your movements move me but no moving away see
Can’t be away from you like I’m Patrick
shot and then we move
Took a trip right out to
Paris so I could
Kick it with the crew
Kanye, Jay-Z, YZ
We get the money get the loot
Need dolla, need
with Pharrell
I knew she wouldn't get far cause five hundred dollars
Can't get you that far, how you get that far
And all these new video bitches tryin
really askin c.I(ok)
I talk to The Most High(ok)
They whistle when they go by(ok)
You overstimulated Baby
That's Why you can't get high(ok)
Whew Low
the best I can be
I'm one of one, nobody like me
This shit gon make a blind ass nigga see
Wavy as fuck like I came from the sea
Jay is my witness bitch, I
this shit is for you
Aye look
I’m going stupid full crazy
Surrounded by haters the niggas that make me
I’m stackin my money inspired by Jay Z
I’m on my
ain't with that cool shit, I'm with that ra-ra
JAY-Z wouldn't battle Nas if Nas killed Ty Ty (he wouldn't)
Pookie rollin' over in his grave, you got him
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
oooooooh!
But matter fact, got more chesse than nacho
Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by myself
Now you haters wanna
No you can't play me
Been around that block
No you can't fade Me
Betta keep that blocka
Niggas crazy
I throw up that Rock
Just like I'm Jay Z
No you
(uh-huh) ahh-haaa (say what? uhh)
Touch me with, a smile of gold (yeah)
I can't go a day without my sunshine, sunshine (uhh, uhh, uhh)
[Jay-Z], (Foxy Brown)
nothing
Burning racks? It ain’t nothing
Mo Mo Money ain’t a thang Jay Z and Jermaine
Mo Mo Money ain’t a thang Jay Z and Jermaine
I’ve been in the game, I
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
yeah, yeah-yeah)|Freaky-freaky...||[Jay-Z]|Ay yo I got a resolution|This year I'm playing right|No six fifteen this year|You can stay the night|We can go
baby, get your mind right
And I need gangsta girls for my gangsta family
[Jay-Z]
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
Get your mind
a dad so the streets raised me
I got up and drew up the blueprint no Jay-Z
(I got up) i can get the work off even
If it's hard or soft
Call steve bo my
party, uh huh
[Jay-Z]
Check, Ghetto pro' federal
Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go
Bet a load I tear down every show
Better know cheddar crowed
not finish me (y'all tried)
I'm here to stay
Just got back from Italy (haha)
Don't give a fuck if y'all sick of me
Y'all can't get rid of me (y'all
drip so wavy
Trying to get a B like Jay-z
Thought i told you you can't save me
Wavy, wavy, wavy
Wavy, wavy, wavy
We ain't outside
We just goin' in
release you can see the reason, I'm so cold
Niggas continuously rolling me beats to choke on
Try-na get a smoke on
High, cause I have to get it
When you
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
Jay-Z drop shit like this
Aiyyo, my records sell cause I was born to do it
Kick that Willie shit well, cause I'm really gonna do it
The voice
embarrassin' yourself when you in a public settin', Ye
Now I see why Jay Z ain't go to your weddin', Ye (I see why)
And you got lipo, what's next, Ye, ass
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