, deniros, and ractors, ao don't beleive everything you hear low captures, it's mostly backwards unless it happens to be as accurate as me, and everything said it's
makes me smile That's what you do to me That's what you do That's what you do to me That's what you Some say that it's Just strange To act that
got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one I got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's
sure your pockets are full And stop trying to prove you got pull Cause it's a simple beat that me and jay put together It's time to catch wreck, yo Dre
, if it's tight, get the K-Y Jelly All night get you wide up inside the telly Side to side, til you say, "Jay-Z, you're too much for me" I am a little
she foreign So it's no words and it's no slang And I'm no trick and I'm no lame It's just so slick that she's so game and it's Yea, yea, she love it
much right now "my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard". who gave you her record deal oh my god. nas is in the video with kelis. jay-z's in the
children with leakin ceilings catchin drippins with pots Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written" In the mix with my realities and feelings Living conditions, religion, ignorant
ride, make you feel it inside your belly If it's tight get the K-Y Jelly All night get you wide up inside the telly Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you
me He's gotta mike He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes" He's
and Kim It's a endless celebrity lists, I don't know were to begin ooh year not to for get jay z and beyonce And there's rumours going round that you
be found [Lil Wayne] You got it on your mind look daddy say something All I played buttoned get your face buttoned up And now when you smirk you look like Jay Z?s
nigga, nigga Got it on your mind let daddy say sumtin' All that play buckin', gon' get your face buttoned up Now when you smirk, you look like Jay-z's
dance Ya' look what I done did Here's for Jay-Z, Nelly Furtado Catch up, ya'll slow Escargot, Nelly your 14 mil Where's Fargo? I brought a airplane
day) Anyways we chilling on the stoop shooting the breeze Arguing about who was the illest MC Verbally slapped my nigga, saying player it's Jay-Z My moms
insults are everywhere Even your own fans think your shit sucks (I don't like Jay Sean) And I know you pretend to ignore it It's gotta hurt when you'
it on your mind let daddy say sumtin All that play buckin Gon get your face buttoned up Now when you smirk You look like jay-z's shirt Fuckin wit that
