your heart out (out out out) Lick my paws, Hannibal Lecter I'm so involved Follow along, Jay Sean pass the patron, We shining hard up in this motherfucker
Jay-Z] Let's have breakfast baby Have lunch, have dinner, back to breakfast maybe [Verse Three: Jay-Z] This is - if that kid don't get too suspicious
a baller like I, call'em like I See'em like naaaa Move over y'all amateurs No, you not balling that's Pro-Am shit Oh, stop calling that's hoe-man shit
: [Jay-Z:] Guru turn this shit up (OW!) I know a million people already did this Let's make it a billion Get busy, happy birthday my nigga A billi,
: * this freestyle appears on several mixtapes but may not be released; however it sparked the response on Jay-Z's song "Takeover" [Nas having conversation
like real wack and shit, so that's all the response. He said "man that was tite." [Jay-Z:] "That, that was cool. That was hot." That was it. You know,
like a yellow road [Big Sean:] GOOD, I do it B.I.G. Sean Don nigga (But you found it mutherfucker) bitch I?m in, that no-smoke sec? rolling motherfucking
Jay Sean - Bridge:] that aint me See I won?t stop, that aint me I wont quit, that aint me no I wont stop, that aint me cause that aint me [Lil Wayne:]
dread on Blood gang, red zone And I'm with Jay Sean [Jay Sean] Put ya lighters in the air Let em burn into the sky And let everybody know that your with
it or come back Unless there's some money attached to that And you can call it whatever you like, in fact It's something like a phenomenon Like I'm a
go And I know just how this battle goes He don't wanna leave and I don't wanna fight this kind of war (No, No..) Getting kind of sick of this battle
say whatever girl but we just doni??t believe you. (Hook) (Sean Garrett) Aini??t that your girl, Ain't that your money, Ain't you the same n*gga that say she want do that
made it [Verse 3 - Jay Sean] Yo, ay, ay, ay, listen See I don't live for glamour, and I don't care for fame I'm in this for the love of the game Funny
have breakfast baby (Ph.W.) Yeah (Jay-Z) Have lunch, have dinner, back to breakfast baby (Ph.W.) Yeah (Jay-Z) Let's have breakfast baby This is - if that
her on a black street like Chauncey I'm a bad boy like Sean C, Rock-A-Fella like Sean C Keep them Apes with me like Don C Like Jay keep Beyonce, I'm
morning If you like, your friend can join in The wildest flower in the garden Coolest nigga in the party Shades on, dreads long Blood gang, red zone And I'm with Jay Sean
tired of holding on When there's nothing more to gain I'd rather stand here on the dock And watch it all just sail away This sail has no wind This
Jay Sean pass the patron We shining hard up in this mother fuck So hit the lights lights lights So hit the lights lights lights Baby hold it And let me holla on this