Lyrics:
smackin those yaddy-yacks and ducks keep quackin
hands that are clappin end up cracklin
under the heat the pressure from the one thats deffer
Egyptian ruler
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking boys off, boys off, still breaking boys off)
(Southwest put'cha dubs up baby, let's go!)
It's too much room (It's scandalous)
Too much, too much room babe, babe
There's too much room up in here
Put your hand a little closer babe
So you
fuck it up for real niggas like my mans and them
Who get it all on the strength of the hands with them, man
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in
fuck it up for real niggas like my mans and them
Who get it all on the strength of the hands with them, man
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in
fuck it up for real niggas like my mans and them
Who get it all on the strength of the hands with them, man
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in
it's nothing
We make up, we make out, I'll make due
They tell me D, a lot of people don't know what to make of you
I'm Jay-Z, meets J. Christ, meets Jay
[Jay-Z]
Sup ma? You want to roll with us, why'knowhatI'msayin?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
We got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play
They say fame is like a drug
I hope you know your limit's
Know what you want
But don't sell your soul to get it
(Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview)
I
want it
Take it
Aye aye aye fool
Why you running?
From the nothing in ya heart it always catch up
Go and buy some marijuana, I forgot my fucking
a bitter frost
I'm trying to conceal tryna do me and be real want to put my town atop the hilt
It's hard to be the voice of an entire state yourself
Seems
it in
Wake up in the morning then we do it again
Oh
Fill ya cups up
Fill ya cups up
Fill ya cups up
Fill ya cups up oh
Fill ya cups up
Fill ya cups up
ya father
Jell it all and have the money by tomorrow
Just do it how they taught ya
And everything will work if you believe that
Be careful, and watch
niggas in the yard up north
with long swords, ready for war, who paid cost
and take ya life lost, never found again boss
A job well done, relax,
closer make my body touch your body
Make it colorful like say you put curry
Move closer gonna pay all your dowry
Every season girl every weather
Every
on my side it stay by me
Do my dirty work in silence, see I'm just enlighten ya
Money keep piling and piling
Look at her body I know that she bout it
Fuck
heads swollen
Mystikal slippin' and on the
Pavement you get laid
Light up through ya ho
I'mma grab you by them dookey braids
Put'cha head down, cuz I
with it
Brown Suga a 10, given my flow they never wanna hear your shit again
Pisces season again I do this shit well and I give it 1000 percent
Mufuckas
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
Let it be prophesized; niggas'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way niggas get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
Niggas
Let's keep it 100
My Benjamin button
I put my love
Below the speakerboxxx
Playing percussion
I roll the dice
And rollercoaster
I'm pushing for something
em
We just want it
But we never won it
Let's keep it 100
My Benjamin button
I put my love
Below the speakerboxxx
Playing percussion
I roll the dice
Look at me, look at me, look at me!
Y’all ain’t even seen crazy, imagine broke Jay-Z
Or Jimi Hendrix non-purple hazy
I do impossibles daily y’all
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