Lyrics:
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
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
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
and Jay-Z
+Crazy in Love+ in the back of the club
With the, Drama King and a couple of thugs
Here's a, toast to us; they want to get, close to us
"ME
Esko dobra morda nawija jak Memphis Depay
W 98 dzieciaki pykaly w Nintendo
Ja płakałem Dunczycy wygrali z Nigeria
Jay jay Okocha robil zamach na
Mercedes
And I’m feeling like Jay-Z, but I need my Queen B
And she's not wearing Balenci, she wearing that new K/9
That new merch by K/9, yeah yeah
She want
is fuckin' crazy
Poppin' like Jay-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it, it's so
[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..
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
Like
Biggie, Pac, Big Pun Nas
Jay-Z, Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/
To się wie się J U R C H Z niesie
Did it like that and now we do it like this
The old to the new. The new to the old
Pamiętasz tamte piątki to były
a drive-by
And I don’t even watch power, but I got 50 in this Tommy, send ‘em all high
And I’m a big dog, cant kick it with no small fries
Feel like Jay-Z, I
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
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
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
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
ciepłe letnie dni
Rzadko widzę domu drzwi
Jak Jay-Z słoneczko ja i ty
Dla ferajny spod tunelu Salute jak M.O.P
Czekam na lato
Selwy działka wiem co mi da
A GUN
Brooklyn, stand up!
I got myself a gun,
but really I don't need the heat
Ya heart pump project Kool-Aid, ya sweet
I don't gotta 2-Way you gays?
like a big ol' pimp
From the way I talk, to the way I drip
I had had to tell Jay-Z
On t.v. bitch I set the temp
I'm rocking furs, it's hot today
My side
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,
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she good to me
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she good to me
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her
hazy
I hate Kanye and I hate Jay-Z
I'm in love with you Skeptik baby
Little does she know I’m plotting her death
I love you too girl till your very
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