out Uhhh haha gotta keep it fat Chorus: Jay Z (repeat 2X) I can't get with that I gotta keep it thick never miss so I hit em like this [Jay-Z] Straight
like you Marvin Hagg You can't mob him Unless its for a autograph I ought to laugh Like ha ha ha ha I'm in a Jay-Z edition Otto ma ha ha ha New Blue Yankee
but I know this bitch is bad Walk up to that register like I ain't know it had a tag I'm no liar I don't front, I'm a buy her what she want 'Cause your
I know this b-tch is bad, Walking to that register like I didn't know it had a tag I'm no liar I don't front I'm a buy her what she wants, Cause the
t have left you like that, in the first place But I'm a leave you like this and we can swim in this Cris, take a bath in Patron, get loose with the Goose
a new day, and I'm making it known cause, I just want the world to know, I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know, I'm paying
I shoulda took Dr. Dre's advice. Chorus: I only fuck with you, on two occasions, When I'm drunk and I'm high, I would be broke, if I could be with you, That
the page and on the skateboard with Pharrell I knew she (wouldn't get far) 'Cause five hundred dollars can't get you that (far) How you get that (far
remix, its an honor my n*gga I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna
Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want your chain I'll let the Crips do that 12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even
nightly And get my lawyer, why? Cause I ain't coppin' out And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out One shot of that will have the boys bring
get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring
? (Whassup?) Come get with me and perhaps lady you can help me multiply my stacks baby Currency seems small I need companionship (hey) Through with that
Atlantic-Pacific And get this, I'm hard to kill, when I peel with this live spot Father, how the hell did I survive, these five shots? Live it up, of
with me from BKNY (Chorus) They say I don't sound like a killer well how a killer sound I bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass down See many men
up, I'm all turnt up [Verse 1] I got a trunk full of tens I got a stash full of ends I got that 64 Regal sittin' on 20? rims Got that Beamer that Bentley I
when I'm pushin up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z For every
doesn't think i Know man the floor boards are creaking and that's not a cup game slashing my car man he didn't think i caught him man i stole it from
