Lyrics:
some friends
and
I'm gonna make a way,
someday
I ain't Biggie
I ain't Jay-Z
I can't do it like snoop
that ain't me
Look how diddy
dance
I can't do that
speak, motherfucker, what you won't say
I ain't Jay-Z, I don't need Beyonce
But if a bitch get a ring, she Fiancé
Gangsta party, yes, I wan play
From
extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium
This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium
I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425
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
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
good and just stay focused? (Lord)
Mama, you was the life of the party
I swear you brought life to the party
When you lost your life, it took the life
good and just stay focused? (Lord)
Mama, you was the life of the party
I swear you brought life to the party
When you lost your life, it took the life
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
Mmmm
Jay Z and BEP's at 3am
Dancing to I Got A Feeling
Head down and back out in the morning
And then we do it again
This song is made for pre's
Prepping
[Silkk The Shocker]
Ain't nothin but a party baby
G'z out here goin crazy
How the world goin even fade us
Either love or hate us
Ain't nothin but
shot and then we move
Took a trip right out to
Paris so I could
Kick it with the crew
Kanye, Jay-Z, YZ
We get the money get the loot
Need dolla, need
just need somebody
Somebody somebody
Oh woah woah woah
Drank too much in this party
In this party in this party
Oh woah woah woah
Oh woah woah woah
Jay
longer than a mile
Told 'er dro, nigga jay-z flow 'll make em overdose
Do it like a rocka fella, nigga rock it acapella nigga
Too many reasons causin'
dem Rockefeller-Kreis so wie 'ne Jay-Z-LP
Ballern auf Opferrapper Blei, immer noch A.C.a.b.
Mehr Money als Saudi-Araber, ich bang' deine Frau auf
Not even the same league as Jay Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe
They'll name me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that Biggie
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope release
Like a Dove Bar freshly dipped
So you can hook and sling and slip
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
be here together
We go together like
Mary Kate and cshley
Getting Punk'd by cshton
Jay-Z and Beyonce
Make you my fiancé
See some things they
bad shit in plenty
Now my eyes won't shed a tear
You can call me by my first half name
Shanti letting you hold my beer
Throwin house parties so wild
Windows like I'm on a HP
Just look around, I don't own a thing that ain't in HD
I ain't interested in the crown that don't belong to Wayne, Shady or Jay Z
interested in the crown
That don't belong to Wayne, shady or Jay Z
That's a opposite
You don't like your life, how about death?
You don't like to fight, how
(Jay-Z)
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah
a love letter for ya
Bout how i wan feel all on yo whole body
You been the life of the whole party
When you get home you gon still call me
Don't tell me
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