Lyrics:
camp as he hides from your eyelids
Then before you realize this
He surprises you by knowing the date that your demise is
I'm an insomniac tryin to live
just like a lady
you can be my pretty baby
we can spend all my money baby
(Jay-Z)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(fuck)
I know you wanna,(say
don’t want none of these bitches all in my face
I can be jay-z you my Beyoncé (ooooohhh)
Verse 2 (TinxTin)
We ain’t really spoke in a min
But you still
Oh
Jay Sean (Jay Sean, Jay Sean)
2-0-1-2 (Nicki Minaj, Nicki Minaj)
Oh (yeah, yeah)
It's alright (let's go, let's go)
Oh, it's alright (let's
I aint comin
Id rather be high with my girl when she's cummin
Ah yeah issa Crazy P hit
Now roll yourself a jay and take a hit or two
And smoke by
get my free on like AC
And just maybe talk to a lady, off by a lake we listening to Jay-z
And you could hate me God knows I'm hot
I'm like bad Broadway
[Chorus]
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
A nigga shoot at me,
I say black lives matter, but ion really fuck with people
Smoke a wood all by myself and i get higher then a eagle
And this glock like a F.N but it
-IDE.. check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
Chorus One: Jay-Z
We doin.. big pimpin, we spendin cheese
Check em out now
Big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big
at us with the mics in our hands
Then take a count, one, two, three
Jam-Master Jay, Run-DMC
He's Jam-Master Jay, the big beat blaster
He gets better
at us with the mics in our hands
Then take a count, one, two, three
Jam-Master Jay, Run-DMC
He's Jam-Master Jay, the big beat blaster
He gets better
Mayonaise
I got some kinda fever
It's the kind with haze
Hazy, lazy
Jay-Z, Jay-Z!
Crazy, crazy!
I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my
now and later and sweet ass-niggas
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss
Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z)
I get a feeling, they
Yeah, JAY1, JAY1 jAY1, JAY1
JAY1, JAY ah, look
Fuck it up, and then I hit the booth
JAY1, it's never number 2
All my jiggas, yeah, we stay winning
now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may god forgive
the nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
To my niggaz when I
nineties
You know, a good walk can be a first degree offense
Kicking up the dirt as I pull up my skirt
When I walk by, bitch, they all on alert
Chat
on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine
spiritual help from Jaz and Jay Z
Standin in awe, you saw the best of em all
The rest will fall
Requestin for more, jaws stuck on the floor
These lyrics I
the ROC, in ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now
[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
Highest paid
I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you
It's too
from my sig
Leave a hole in you bigger than BIG
Nigga you dead, I know where Nori live
You live by Nori crib
You talkin' all that shit
Nigga you
(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
wouldn't show out?
Man I'mma take over like Jay-Z
I'mma rock out
Grab your Slurpee and popcorn
I'm bout to make it hot for 'em
They didn't even invite me
they ain't seein' me, this Jay-O Felony
And nobody can stand three of me
Caution keep MC's out of my reach, i'm on a mission
And be gettin' to your
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