Lyrics:
still got poured on
Jay Got Juice, dat nigga da truth
In my muthafuckin zone
Bitch I'm ridin round faded
(Juice! aye, wooo woo, Juice! whoa)
And I know
dropped the soap on purpose
Kaepernick still ain't got a job, shit crazy
And now the NFL doin' business with JAY-Z
When that story came out, people was
to drive for me (huh?)
Jay-Z couldn't even co-sign for me
I do what I want, 'cause I'm signed to me (damn)
I get the, I get the, I get the bag
They get
just spit it off the dome
That pen and pad my enemies
We don't get along
I'm like Hova, when he was Jay-Z
I'm big in his prime, it's poetry
Bigger than
me (huh?)
Jay Z couldn't even co-sign for me
I do what I want, 'cause I'm signed to me (damn)
I get the, I get the, I get the bag
They get the bag,
featuring Jay Z Jermaine Dupri
Chorus: Jermaine Dupri
We talk shit cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat
feat. Geda K, Jay-Z, Lil' Cease
[Into: (Memphis Bleek)]
Ya know, it's the... ROC (bounce)
Yea I see ya, let's go... drop one
Yeah, Yo, Yo..
gon love it (whoa-oh whoa, yeah yeah)
B-Sect - Pharrell
Chorus - Pharrell
Bridge - Pharrell (Jay-Z)
(We got another one Pha-real)
Dance, ooooooh
'cause he's really all I need
Hook
**Check out the Jay-Z and Beyonce version too!!
me at the award show
Eatin' popcorn in the back row
Catchin' Z's with my hat low
No nominations, but it's cool though
Oh God
You might see me in
feat. Geda K, Jay-Z, Lil' Cease
[Into: (Memphis Bleek)]
Ya know, it's the... ROC (bounce)
Yea I see ya, let's go... drop one
Yeah, Yo, Yo..
to Derrick Rose, man, that nigga nice
(Whoa-oh-oh) shoutout to L.E.P., Jay Boogie, right?
(Whoa-oh-oh) Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?
a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional known as now
Jay-motherfuckin'-Z, and with
feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay-Z song was on
And a Jay-Z song was
AZ, Rich
Mixed with Jay-Z and 'Kiss with "pay me, bitch!" I'm
[Chorus]
Feat. Jay-Z
[Beanie Sigel]
Bare witness to the greatest, can't beat us, join us
Keep heaters on us, wit red lasers
Now fair warning, sure shots
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
about to be a Suge night
(Ayy) Free Bump J, real nigga for life
(Ayy) Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man
That nigga nice
(Whoa oh oh) Shoutout to LEP, Jay
(Jay-Z)
Pass the dutchie if you was ill
Take one to the grizzill
Tell me what you fizzill
It's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin',
and forget about yesterday
We catching Z's like Jay
Nigga fuck a hook the name already got it
City asking where you been shit not Wallace
Nigga went to college
We been poppin', poppin', poppin' on the scene (Get that shit by any means)
We been poppin', poppin', poppin' on the scene (Get that shit by any
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And the Jay-Z song was on
And the Jay-Z
and I'm feelin' kinda homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay Z song was on
And the Jay Z
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