Lyrics:
a play back
Momma said I was too smart alway had a witty come back
Wake up thinking bout a platinum plaque
I'm the next Quincy jones I'm next Jay z
clone
At night is when I day dream the most by far
With no visions of my future
The shit's pitched all black
The Devil's sending text messages
And it's
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
Meet them at the Bodegas, noon Friday
You get the buy money then
Oh and chico, if anything happens to the buy money
Eh, pobrecito
Jay-Z's gonna stick
The Next Kanye Sitting On The Top
I Wanna Find Me A Beyonce
Jay-Z Got It Locked
Yea I Know Im Wishing Heavy, But Whos Weighing In?
You Can Say That You
and I'm feelin' kinda homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay Z song was on
And the Jay Z
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And the Jay-Z song was on
And the Jay-Z
rather just into my dream land and stayed away to where I make my cake get baked and state in my Jay's to where I make my cake get baked and skate in my
with Jay Z
(up there with Jay Z)
So
Everyday i am perfecting my craft
Workin til late after im outta class
But today i am going nowhere fast
pissed, shooting shots but then I miss
Come on up and get a kiss, step back down if you my sis
Damn
Damn I'm going crazy, spittin like I'm Jay-Z
Popped
prohibited
I been meaning to wake you n***** a** up man
I'm the Jay Z of the North Ghanastan
Man check my credentials n****
Fuck n**** what you n***** talkin
mnie hajs men
I powiedz kiedy wreszcie zejdziesz z Beyonceey
Na tytuł „Best of life" jest za późno
Liroy nie będzie następnym Jay Z trudno
strup nie jest
dělá mi twisting
Média veřejně sdílí nacisty
A potom z nás dělaj ableisty
Dick jak Bean říkají mi Mister
Tvoju mámu mrdám přitom hrajem twister
JAYS
Uh (Hello)
It's the mixtape bitches haha
See what you made me do man
Jay-Z
Mike Dean
'Cause everybody knows me and my team, we are the greatest
I like Jay-Z, Weezy Wee
I like to bump the greats, B I G
I like staying in, I like chilling out
I like dressing up, and I like showing out
There's
a whole seller
And I'm fly as propellers
Man it's raining umbrellas
Lobby where they hold the best seller
Jay-Z like Rockefeller
Now we waiting in
down priorities are all over the place and shit
Stress levels rise and that J gets lit
Try on shoes that Jay Z fit
Fuck all that complacent shit
I'm
much pressure and Im nervous
Thats when the taxi man turned on the radio
And the Jay-Z song was on
And the Jay-Z song was on
And the Jay-Z song was
meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
I tried so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, Help me out
We'll have a good old time
it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried, so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me up
vagina, discussin' the finer things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream (uh)
Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it
Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it
And back then I thought I'd be defined by how
of dreams
With tall buildings, flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
Goddamn traffic is gettin on my nerve
I see your face by the curb
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