Lyrics:
dreams, gold Porsche
I'm always on go, all the lights green
General official, that's what them stripes mean
You get wiped clean like a countertop
I
give a penny
I'm out there havin plenny
I'm slangin' shit like Lenny
From Good Times to South Park
You can die like Kenny
So try to get some money
I needed
To see to get by
You were my humble piece of apple pie
I can't eat you whole
I love you by the slice
Us falling in love was like rolling
the beam put some ranchers in my lean
Cant you see I've been going with the speed
Got my brothers by my side they gon bleed
You tell me that you ride or die
walk through the door
Everybody get your man and his chin off the flo'
Yeah he trynna see me down on them knees and elbows
Ladies legs on the wall give
dit Yes I am The best
Oh my nigga nigga laisse
Let me tell you a little bit about me
I was born to do this shit,
I’m trynna be like jay-Z
I’m kind
Yeah, we could be superstars (I gotta get this off my chest, ya heard me?)
We been rather wreckin' cars (ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
I forgive you for
And I smoke that kush that'd get me thinkin
Maybe very big and I'm eating
Hey, you know about that, rude like that
I'm rockin my pastel
I roll to London
my bucks like Giannis
We both wanna get rich-thats some shit we agree on
The way you live your life aint right thats why u be wrong
Thats the typa
the sex appeal
Music for your ears and you can get to feel (Uh huh)
Respected by people in the mainstream
But me and dem don't have the same dream
I'm in
Jay
Bro-brother Marquis
Bus-bust a rhyme
Extra extra, hear all the bad news
About the whacky-whack emcees and the ones like you
Because I've done
your face in a state of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head
Want me fall off they like oops
Them niggas opps they ain't your group
That ain't real love they just really tryna use you
Cartier frames well I see you
one (you feel me?)
On the gun livin on the run, look how they done momma's only son
X me out like I'm, a Roman numeral
Damn, and ain't tryin to see
regret not smacking you with the shovel
Cruel and unusual is takin' it lightly
Should I be flattered or offended if you sound just like me?
They say that
Approached by some ladies they lookin what
You get nothing not even a cut
Dancing like Michael it’s all just a cycle
I wake up and grind, nothing else on my
Do you like a cholo, Southern boy up in the Polo
Lenny's done turned to green rock, fire in the sky
Wish my folks wasn't killed
Wish my partner
weed to get by
Round stay fly, B steak fine
All over the scene, and scream and get live
You know me, got them blood shot eyes
No reason to keep
[Jay]
One two, one two, and I say
I go by the name of Jam Master Jay
And the Hollis Crew, we here to stay believe that
[D.M.C.]
Hey, as we let
give a penny
I'm out there havin plenny
I'm slangin' shit like Lenny
From Good Times to South Park
You can die like Kenny
So try to get some money
beat the
GOAT with gossip raps
If you ain't got the facts
Why you spreadin' the rumor? You
Could get shot for that shot'll clap
The fifth on me like I
The three, the three
With them lips by Kylie she a freak
She nasty, nasty
V.I.P, need seen I.D. 'fore we speak
See it, see it
E.P.T, Black Rabbit we like forty
(Eyyy)
I've been on weekend shifts,
They won't see this kid in the 6ix put in time you babies
Skinny on drill, that's lazy, fuck you
I just got a beat
'bout these hoes, Lord, forgive me
I stepped in about a quarter pass, you know, whatever
I'm tryin' to get up on some ass like whatever
And grab a quick
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