Lyrics:
a hoe
Cause yo, the players don't roll like they don't do it
But no one's gonna know that every player's been through it
So buy you some
my thong
Body stacked
Yeah, I see em
They be hating
Mad at me
Don't know why
These clappers are the money makers
This the season
I'm the reason
All
+ (Ja)]
J-A-are (yeah) you-L-E (what, let 'em know)
(Who else you thought it would beeeee)
(All my b****es with me say)
J-A-are, you-L-E (what's
The Mic Tour, 50 Cent, jay Z
That's what everybody talkin' 'bout
In the street, you know what I mean
Ashanti, what's the matter baby? You lookin'
Like
Pawhoo hoo hoo hoo
I don’t wanna be your man, bitch (Fuck that)
What you crazy
I don’t wanna be your fuckin' man
You stupid you fuckin' idiot (Drunk
glow in my ice, E-Class
Ladies screamin Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like Jees-ass
Jay-Z and me holdin the mic
So when you like you find
This next song is dedicated to all whack rappers
And all the whack people who like and buy their whack music
I think you crazy if you like Jay-z
the fuck we gon' do then?
I don't know about you niggas but I'm going out
Fuck it then cuh, on Compton Crip, kick the door open
Fuck the police
exhale, breathe on it for me)
And I don't know the way I feel
I can explain
(Uh)
I love you
You thug look at what you make the clubs do
(Bounce,
J no Cole
My long term people know my long term goals
Say goodbye to things you know
Don't believe the things your told
When you get cash you hate
mill and she don't even know Meek
And ever since that nigga snitched on me we just don't speak
See that shit you got with Drake is like a slow leak
eating good a nigga getting fat
My pockets was on swole but now my pockets getting fat
I'll give you anything treat you like a spoiled brat
Like I'm Jay Z
mothers hamper
cops drop when my glock makes the pow sound
im from a wild town u know my style clown so bow down
word up.. 95 style.. i got my man Jay-Z
Blowin' on dat Blue Dream, u need some new weed
J.A.I. B.L.I.Z.Z. let me introduce me
(Show 'em you da truth G)
These haters better proofread
I don't kill
in a Mercedes
But that don't make your basic ass Beyonce or Jay-Z
What's happenin'? Obama 'bout to move out the White House
What's happenin'? Couple
I'm still busy on my jays
Don't hit me on my way up
BOOM BOOM BOOM
Open the door its E.M.Z
It's not an Emergency just I got that Musical Zest
I truly
I don't look like Pac
Don't sound like Biggy
Don't flow Rak
Don't ball like Jay Z
Don't style like Em
Don't joke like Dicky
Don't produce like Ye
do...
This is my life
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set
That's right John i hear
They're
wanna Put on that Beyoncé and Jay Z
That drunkNLove
Ya DrunkNLove Is Hennessy
Gurl got that swimming pool of Hennessy
Gurl I need another cup you in Front
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
of the wave
Don't drown
(Don't drown!)
Jay-Z, I learned the streets
Now "Run The Town"
("Run the town!")
(Woo!)
I'm with the squad
And we always going hard
the finger waves, work it, JT
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
I'm at large, running plays like a circuit, JT
I'm selling verses, Jay Z, watch
rainin', umbrella is needed like Rihanna and Jay-Z[01:00.59]Mr. teller don't play me, I wanna know my balance like I'm no longer steady[01:04.32]Cause I'm
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