Lyrics:
with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy wetter than Louisiana
You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone
I keep it real flyer
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
other almost every day
But I just don't see you in that way
You don't make me excited
And you can't blame me for wanting to find it
Jay oh Jay you are so
Yeah
Know what I'm saying?
No doubt
[Scarface (Jay-Z)]
So what's it gon' be? Women, whiskey, weed
(Dope, coke, or all the guns you need, nigga)
do you wanna fuck with a runner man
Or do you wanna fuck with a boss
And you know I'm plotting on a couple bands
Tryna run it up by fall
I'ma go hit
[Woman]
How white is your blow ?
[Jay-Z]
Cause I'm like that yo !
[Woman]
Only writers you know
[Jay-Z]
Cause I'm like that
Verse 2:
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
Have you brought a cup? Give me some rhythm now that the party has just begun!
They call me Jay Stereo, Jay MP3, some even call me Jay-Z.
You know that I
Have you brought a cup? Give me some rhythm now that the party has just begun!
They call me Jay Stereo, Jay MP3, some even call me Jay-Z.
You know that I
My double cup is so dirty
And the clip hold a thirty
I don't know which one you working
I don't know which one you working
But we know fake when we
mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I dont need a record deal, I need
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
a fuck though
Got a mean rebuttal
Try me! See where your luck go
You know what though?
I'm what you don't get a second chance at
Think you can chance that?
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
Still after me
want no wife like Jada or Brittany Renner (I don't)
And I'll take the money instead of the Jay-Z dinner (haha)
I was smokin' on that Alpo pack when I
twitch off Jay Z
Ho's in animal skirts get murked
Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt (woo)
Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar
the jays and the nikes but you see im daddy Z im Daddy Zemus (yeah)
My day 1 niggas dont rap no more... whole crew fell off no choice had to go solo...
Got
your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re
Dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change
I only
and said Jay you need to go Jay was confused of all the things he didn't know He runs Out the back door and started running toe to toe and never looked back
right, you don't stop
(Bed-stuy) You won't stop (nigga)
What, what, what?
Jay-z, Big' Smalls, nigga shit your drawers
Brooklyn represent y'all, hit
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