what to do Well, you said once that you loved me, I would always be your own And now you got your hands on some money, baby, and you're drivin' B.B
Oh, Lordy, Lord Oh, Lordy, Lord Oh, it hurt me so bad for us to part Oh, but some day, baby, I ain't gonna worry my life anymore You on my mind every
fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause To feed them on my grind, did I get
Yeah, we do the shit like this The card after the ace is deuce So cut the nigga loose on the 3 That's me, the motherfuckin', T I got ride on my surfboard
skies On the move, can't lose, Hill Street Blues *** gotta pay they dues on the crews Or with the ***, spray these suckas, then I cruise My granny saw it on
you understand us Y'all ain't see us comin' through Vegas You ever seen so much cham' bust in one night Grand fucked up one fight I was on the Peter
13 year olds control the remote And Ashley's got a brand new nose We gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables [Verse 2 - Jay-Z] If the emphasis on
hop B Get your clothes right out the dryer Put armor all up on your tire Sport that fresh attire Tonight we goin' out to set the town on fire Set the
I'm 20 feet tall standing on the big screen Get dough, get green, my flow sickening It's the king nigga Put me on anything still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on
know I can) Be what I wanna be (Be what I wanna be) If I work hard at it (If I work hard at it) I'll be where I wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be) Be, b
Seein' things like I was controllin', click rollin' Trickin' six digits on kicks an' still holdin' Trips to Paris, I civilized every savage Gimme one shot I turn
something The way we feel is not a sin Baby, I wanna tell you something Just let the love begin Jump on it King of stage King of stage King of stage King of stage King
nigga can get And I was raised with that g-code imbedded in my blood And I would rather die than tell on a nigga from my hood Or tell it on a motherfucker
pipe loud Sound like a dragon Sittin on rims like Spike on a basket P-Play with the kid I'll turn your body into fragments Weezy killer B now they checkin
getting out my dream Standing on the shoulders of 20,000 fiends Everytime a n-gga wanna try and turn a profit Folks rush in, 3 letters try and stop it F-B
'd probably give her my knee Cause she put up with too many games not to have her a ring Man she almost cried when she seen me on TV on BET Just making
bay thats my song turn it up) Im with my folks whether they right or worng tear it up [Chorus 2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the
im going down im eating it like ? knocking on my dressing room just to get flick with Chris she spillin my chris freakin on my fresh fit curve thats when get on
