We got brothers full of Arme, mamis in Manolo. Artist (Band): Jay-Z. Mac never slip in the club. 6:15 Nigga Will Get Up (Uh). Jay-Z - Do It Again. As we, smoke that lalala... (Hooo).
That's cool with me. Throw Your Hands Up. Every bitch on the hip be a 9 at least. But None Of Y'all Motherfuckers Could Fool With Me. Uhhh, I show you how to do this son. JayRocY'all know what this is. 3... Life and Times of ". 6&7 AM I'ma call my friends.
You Gotta Lil' Dough That Cool With Me. Dana Stinson, Dwight Grant, Kyambo Joshua, Shawn Corey Carter. Chorus: Jay-Z, Amil, Barron Ricks sample, & Jay-Z & Amil]. Throw The Hands Up (Uh, Uh, Uh). He's Alright But He's Not Real. BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Bags by Chanel, Louis Vuitton logos. 1 a. m., DJ made it erupt (Throw they hands up, uh-huh). Five seconds is up, let's go! Jay-Z - Do It Again (Put Ya Hands Up) Lyrics. Hustlers, fuck that (throw the hands up). Cop Cris' Spray The Club On That Thug Shit.
3 AM now I'm splittin' with her (splittin' with who? The game is ours, will never foul out. You know how niggaz get in the club, shit, you know how I be. Y'all Niggaz Ain't Rappin The Same. 3 Am Now He Buyin Me Drinks (What You Drinkin On). Everybody Real Deep On That Thug Shit. I bake the cake, get two of them for one. All High In Vip, Rolling Up To B. i. g. (Baby).
Lyrics taken from /lyrics/j/jay_z/. 'Til they man gotta an' come pick 'em up. But come, get some, you little bums. 4 A. M., exit the club. I be all over mamis like body painters. If A Nigga Wanna Draw Then The Blood It Can Drip In The Club. Shit you know how I be, all high in V-I-P. Rolling up to B-I-G. Niggas be all liquored up, talkin' shit. If you grew up with holes in your zapatos You'd celebrate the minute you was having dough I'm like "Fuck critics" you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward? 3 A. Song lyrics do it again. M., now he buyin' me drinks. 5 a. m., think he gettin' some butt (Throw they hands up, that's right). I'm the public industry number one. Till' They Man Gotta Come Pick Them Up.
Year's '94 and my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the motherfucking law I got two choices y'all, pull over the car or, hmm, Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with Jake Plus I got a few dollars I could fight the case So I, pull over to the side of the road I heard "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for? " All high in vip, rollin' up to B. I. G. Niggaz be all liquored up, talkin' shit. Jay z do it again lyrics clean. 6 A. M., I be diggin' her out. Cop Frisks Suits Snub In The Club Quick.
Everybody get it up, throw the hands up. In Case A Clown Wanna Flip. Forget English talk body language. Any Given Times 100 G's In Your Grill. This ain't Chris Rock, bitch, it's the ROC bitch.
5 Am Now We At My House. This ain't Chris Rock b***h, it's the ROC b***h. And I'm the franchise like a Houston Rocket. 45 gun smoke, choke off that. Throw yo' hands up - niggas, bitches, bustas. Whole squad got a pound to spit, case a clown wanna flip. Jay critch did it again lyrics. You Gotta Little Cars Little Jewelries. Lay back in that maebach, roll the best grass, I ask. Public industry #2 is my whole crew (R. O. C.! With That New Blue Yankee On, Who But Me.
Adaptateur: Dana Stinson. Thank you for visiting. Whole squad got a pound to twist. 4 a. m., at the Waffle House (Throw they hands up, Waffle House). Whole Squad Got A Pound To Spit. He padded himself the rap J F K. You wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis. 4 A. M., at the waffle house. 4 a. m., exit the club (Throw they hands up, let's go).
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