Lyrics:
Patrz tu mam
Kilka pytań chcę byś pierwszy odpowiedział mi bez bicia
Znasz już rap
Na wszystkich płytach
Nie masz w głowie plam jak skóra z przepicia
i się dziwisz
Że nie działa?
"Słuchasz, a nie słyszysz" -
Ona mi to powiedziała
Chcą się wozić małe chujki
Jak Jay-Z Roc-A-Fella
Ledwie wyciągają
is on the cash
I got sinners in the clique
I got women on my dick
I ain't talking to no rapper
Because my tongue is on some clit
Had to take a second
From day's hurt
I spray earth with the venomous mind spray
It's a hard knock life
Before Jay left Beyonce
All-white green leather Diamante
Windows
Chcecie Bragadacio jak Roberto Baggio kiwam z gracją
Moją ładną składna akcją jara się cały stadion
Zaraz padną gole strzał jak Ole Gunar Solskjer
śniło się mi
To sprawia że moje serce jak nitro mi płonie
Za każdym razem kiedy wezmę ten mikrofon w dłonie
Z UK wracam do Elbląga nagli czas
By z
B-boye na parkiecie jak Dee Jay na scenie
To Hip-Hop którego korzenie to podziemie
I stara szkoła rapu tu młode pokolenie
Które słychać właśnie
the
Eye they smile
I'm due back by Monday, and it's
Friday now
All you wanna-be pimps and players
Man you should try Jay's style
I'm saying bye-bye to my
(Y’All MUST'VE FORGOT WHO THIS N****
SO IMA LET HIM REINTRODUCE HIMSELF
GO HEAD MY N****)
Verse 1:
Z-A-Y to the m********** Jay
Ain’t rollin with
have it anymore.
I would like a turkey wrap served by Jay Z and broccoli, side of broccoli with garlic and oil served by Rush.
Wait, wait, wait,
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
all this bread that I'm bakin
Hate on me cuz they see a nigga made it
You a clown boy we cant relate then
Jay Bandz ring bells name I done made it
Say
Uh-huh!
Aye, aye, aye
J-A-Y!
Nigga fasho that (Nigga fasho that!)
I walked in with that sack and she know that (Nigga she know that!)
And shit, nigga
the cardads, and all that
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together and give a warm welcome
To Jay fizzle, my nizzle, fo shizzle
(Turn up J. Fizzle's
a pre---nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
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
was still violent
TIP was king of the south
Master P then YMCMB
Jay-Z was bringin' em out yeah
T.I. told me bring em out bring em out
Jay-Z told me
[Jay-z]
we'll always be togetha
no one can fuck you betta
[Amil]
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga you drive
pregnant with your baby
You ain't my main, you my maybe
Big, big pimpin', call me Jay-Z
But I'm also Janet Jackson
What have you done for me lately?
But they really on Jay and Mad diznick
If you want the truth then that's just it
Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick
We all act,
I’m OBJ (like I’m, what)
I got big plans, I’ll tell you what The Blueprint say, huh
I’ll hit a billi' by 50, shit like I’m Jay Z
No Options
Yo yo yo
Justin Timberlake is just a new form of Michael
It's cold inspiration, that's the way it be
Without a Jay Z's are probably wouldn't be no Peas
So
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