Lyrics:
isn't (skrt)
Left me i wrote the EP
Till there was nothing left i could write down
I need a queen bee to my jay z
To put an upgrade into my sound
On m
is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever
Ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
Uh (Perfect)
I was sick about
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
Right now inside the place to be with the one JAY-Z and Bey
Slowing down the dance to a different type of speed
You know and Cool & Dre they 'pon
And niggas be hating I keep me a pistol
Hit a Jay in the morning that shit like a ritual
Getting money that shit is habitual
And we not the same I can see in
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
play with that fire instead
Lets get this money together
Can hit licks and we can split all the treasure
Hustlers be rich forever
All it takes is
Yeah
Does she love me does she hate me
Rolling around town in a Mercedes
I got bands like it's the 80's
Diamonds on me I got money like I'm Jay-Z
She
Jesus is my portion everyday
Doesn't matter what you got to say
Jesus, Jay
Why don't you got a hold on your Lady, ey
Now I had to press charges
the 80's
In a Gusheshe bumpin' Pro Kid and Jay-Z
Nomzamo Mbatha type, liberate the ladies (Moving on up)
We alive and we still gon' move
Best believe what
got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
Jay-Z taught me money ain't
beyonce turned Jay Z into a bitch
[Verse 2: Katie Tropp]
Hi my name is Katie Tropp not sure if we’ve met,
Once you shake my hand you will never forget,
I
done came from beggin' niggas for Js
To sellin' out all my shows like I'm HOV
Jay Z my flow so pimp like hoe, pay me
I've been ballin' out these shows
Clue tape show me the money part two was the shit
Me and Dirty dreamed to be rich
Like Jay Z on that boat
What's the meaning of life
I didn't dabble in
test me
I been tryna get my hands on some fuckin' diamonds
Blu-Ray
Cocky like a rooster, but I'm feelin' so fly
Fuck it, Blue Jay
Talkin' to me like they
you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z
Don't forget Weezy, baby
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been?
bitch and turned it to his new bitch (haha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally
stake up, I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg cuz y'all will get Jay-Z
[HOOK (variations)]
Kick a little something for
my baby still right here beside, yeah
This a gang, is you in or you out?
I put diamonds all up in my mouth
I feel like I bought a Swishahouse,
on
"Jay-Z, hi, this is
I just wanna call and apologize for the things that I was sayin' to you
You know, that was kinda, you know, ridiculous what I was
But one day i'll ride in limousines
With a beautiful girl right next to me
I'm feelin like i'm Jay Z
Sold my soul to make ends meet
All i got is
tell
Which I say and play, day by day
When I groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay
So let's go now
Ya don't stop
You keep on and
Rock the house!
The year 2029 is gon' be the apocalypse caused by the Apophis - ME
I got it lock and key
Tell the labels we 'bout to go on a shoppin spree
And if y'all don't
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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