Lyrics:
Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me
a pot, let's make a baby
Looking back, I don't know who threw this bouquet to me
But I walk down this aisle faithfully, cut that cake for me
I, Jay-Z
Mayonaise
I got some kinda fever
It's the kind with haze
Hazy, lazy
Jay-Z, Jay-Z!
Crazy, crazy!
I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
to move units by the volume
Jay z owe me money
Spotify owe me money
Dame mi dinero
Dame dame mi dinero
Well shit
Google owe me money
And Jeff Bezos owe me
worse, you similar to Jay-z's album, God gave me the GIFT, and gave you the CURSE.
the ROC, in ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now
[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
Highest paid
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
jangkar
Ku tulis ini dengan cant knock the hustle by Jay Z masih hip-hop take my soul take my Bone benar terjadi
Keep up the volume tuangkan senandung
niebawem mamy platynę
Jesteś trzema wisienkami ja jestem całym kasynem
Nie nawijam o butach i nie chodzę w Js'ach
Z precyzją Lucky Luke'a strzelam Tobie w
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
babies
Be the Beyoncé to my Jay-Z
Now look you went Patrick Swayze
Like codefendants thought you'd stick with me
How was I suppose to know you was plain
Yooooooo
Just in case I do
We back baby
King
cye
Tell me what you want
I keep the smithen on me I aint gotta pop a trunk
Jay-z and Beyonce they all
an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it's only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit
Now can I get
her eat a Plan B
Im trying to rock the whole nation like Im signed to Jay-z
State to state show to show know we gone rock out
Ian polo g but you
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..
Yeah, what the fuck! Jay-Z, Marcy, Brooklyn
Representin' the, what, what
Roc-A-Fella y'all, for life
Stretch Armstrong bring the noise, haha
I feel Jay Z
By the way they pay me
Like Curry with the 3
This life is not free
She calling me a feign
With all this blue and green
If you fucking
They keep saying that im crazy
But i wont ever let it faze me
I gave the best of me like jay z
Nd its still crazy how they played me
Some of my close
Yea, Yea, Yea
Bitch is you crazy
Hell nah I ain't lazy
King my city like my name was Jay-Z
Way too much money, few dollars can't phase me
Made some
goodbyes
You said you want an empire like Beyoncé
And I could be Jay Z
And I think that you want me
But I could be crazy
And I got all these girls on me
But
somewhere out on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
Do you know where your children are?
Jay-Z maintaining this is the same old thang
Little stress,
a different opinion
If you flipped the portrait I guess we ain't sharing the vision
I pray I ain't lucky I hope I'm consistent
And when it get ugly by grace I'm
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