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[Intro: Jay-Z]
You can't roll a blunt to this one You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J You gotta puff a J on this one {*inhales*} You can't even drink Crist-OWL on this one You gotta drink Crist-ALL Buy some red wine, a little Gocha 9-7 This is for the grown and sexy, uhh [Pharrell - over the end of Jay-Z's intro] You're so contagious, I can't take it Have my baby, let's just make it Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Jay-Z] Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second? Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hangin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z (Pharrell: So hot to trot.. la-dy!) Excuse me miss, what's your name? Can you come, hang with me? Possibly, can I take you out, to-night [Verse One] You already know what it's hittin for Ma I got whatever outside and you know what I'm sittin on 50/50 venture with them S dots kickin off Armadale poppin now, only bring a nigga more Only thing missin is a Missus You ain't even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers Got one chef, one maid, all I need is a partner to play spades with the cards up, ALL TRUST Who else you gon' run with, the truth is us Only dudes movin units - Em, Pimp Juice and us .. it's the Roc in here! Maebach outside got (?) air PJ's on the runway, Young got air I don't land at a airport, I call it the clearport Therefore, I don't wanna hear more back and forth about who's hot as Young, holla! [Ph.W.] Sex-cuse me... damn! [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Jay-Z] I got my Gocha 9-7 on right now [Ph.W.] La-dy.. [Jay-Z] You gotta puff a J to this one [Jay-Z] Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? (AOWW!) [Jay-Z] Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z [Ph.W.] So hot to trot.. la-dy! What's your name? [Jay-Z] Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z [Ph.W.] You're so foxy girl.. you're so hot to trot.. [Verse Two] Everybody's like, "He's no item! Please don't like him. He don't wife 'em, he one nights 'em!" Now she don't like him, she never met him Groupies try to take advantage of him, he won't let 'em He don't need 'em, so he treats 'em like he treats 'em Better them than me, she don't agree with him She's mad at that, he's not havin that So those opposites attract like mag-a-nets She sees more than the Benz wagon, the friends taggin along with a flashy nigga braggin on the song She gets a glimpse of Shawn and she likes that He 2-ways her, so she writes back Smiley faces after all of her phrases Either she the one or I'm caught in "The Matrix" But fukkit, let the +Fish-burne+ Red or green pill, you live and you learn, c'mon! [Ph.W.] Sex-cuse me... damn! [Jay-Z] You gotta throw on your fine linens for this one [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Jay-Z] You might go, you mighta gotta go get you some Scooby Doo's [Ph.W.] La-dy.. [Jay-Z] Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's; those are shoes by the way [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Jay-Z] Gotta throw on Scooby Doo's, hehehehe [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Jay-Z] This for the grown and sexy, only for the grown and sexy [Ph.W.] So hot to trot.. la-dy! What's your name? [Jay-Z] Woo! [Ph.W.] You're so foxy girl.. you're so hot to trot.. [Verse Three] Love let's go half on a son, I know my past ain't one you can easily get past, but that chapter is done ... but I'm done readin for now Remember spades face up, you can believe him for now But ma you got a f'real f'serious role I'm bout to give you all the keys and security codes Bout to show you where the cheese, let you know I ain't playin But, before I jump out the window, what's your name? [Ph.W.] Sex-cuse me... damn! [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] La-dy.. [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Ph.W.] So hot to trot.. la-dy! What's your name? [Ph.W.] You're so foxy girl.. you're so hot to trot.. |
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[Jay-Z] Uh, uhh, listen First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up Somebody got a problem with Hov' Whassup y'all niggaz all fed up cause I got a little cheddar Young fucks spittin at me, young rappers gettin at me My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly and my records movin out the sto'? Mo' Money, Mo' Problems - gotta move carefully Cause faggots hate when you gettin money like athletes Yung'uns ice-grillin me, ohh - you not feelin me? Fine; it cost you nothin - pay me no mind Look, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontin Sensitive thugs, y'all all need hugs Damn though mans I'm just tryin do me If the record's two mill' I'm just tryin move three Get a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do E Hopefully they'll menage before I reach my garage Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers I don't want much, fuck I drove every car Bird-ass niggaz I don't mean to ruffle y'all I know you waitin in the wing but I'm doin my thing Where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of town.. Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.. I said where's the love? Yeah.. And then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake up Somebody got somethin to say What's all the fuckin fussin for? Because I'm grubbin more and I pack heat like I'm the oven door? Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall Now I don't wanna have to kill sound bar Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball Look scrapper I got nephews to look after I'm not lookin at you dudes, I'm lookin past ya I thought I told you characters I'm not a rapper that I came to take this shit and I did, handle my biz Can I live? I told you in ninety-six I scramble like Randall with his Cunning-ham but the only thing runnin is numbers fam Jigga held you down six summers; damn, where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.. Niggaz, where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of town.. Holla at me!! Ain't no love (take 'em to church) in the heart of the city.. Uh, uh, uh - my nigga where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of town.. Fuck Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up Then I wake up to more bullshit You knew me before records, you never disrespected me Now that I'm successful you'll pull this shit Nigga I'll step on your porch, step to your boss Let's end the speculation, I'm talkin to alla y'all Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight? Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place Nigga respect the game, that should be it Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie? What you eat don't make me shit - where's the love? Where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.. Ain't no love, in the heart of town.. Ain't no love, in the heart of town.. Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.. Ain't no love, in the heart of town.. Ain't no love, in the heart of the city.. Ain't no love..
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Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah Just point out the bounce, yeah Timbo the king, yeah Young Hov' the king, yeah Just point out the bounce.. Yes, just point out the bounce nigga Yo, listen [Jay-Z] Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever of a revolutionary Jay Guevero Now it's a whole museum of, Hov' MCers Everybody dupin the flow, you see 'em Everybody loopin up soul It's like you tryin to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov' Shout out to Just Bleezy and, Kan-yeezy See how we adjusted the game so easy Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get Like - oh shit, he's so handsome Still in demand in the longest run standin Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom Can't one nigga get it back no rap Young Hov's goin to Canton, I'm now eligible [Chorus] Point out the bounce - and show you how to get this dough in large amounts 'til it's hard to count Point out the bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce to a whole ki to the R.O.C. Point out the bounce - Timbo the king nigga Uhh, yeah, uhh Point out the bounce - jeah, Young Hov' the king nigga Uhh, I got y'all.. [Jay-Z] For those that think Hov' fingers bling bling'n Either haven't heard the album or they don't know english They only know what the single is, and singled that out to be the meaning of what he is about And bein I'm about my business, not minglin much runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinklin The album width to keep the registers ringin In real life, I'm much more distinguished I'm like a bloke from London, England Jeah, you jinglin baby See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin them O's like a real O.G. should Oh, he's good, no he would never sell out he's so young [Chorus] [Verse Three] Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!" Yeah, that's how I feel To be down, you must appeal To the crew, we're rated R O.C., O.G., Bobby Johnson son Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car?" I seen MTV, I know who you are You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas? I did take over the game, brought back the soul Got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow All I, know, I gots the flow And I don't play cause I'm from Chicago [Chorus] Point out the bounce {*repeat 5X*} |
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[Intro: Jay-Z]
You can't roll a blunt to this one You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J You gotta puff a J on this one {*inhales*} You can't even drink Crist-OWL on this one You gotta drink Crist-ALL Buy some red wine, a little Gocha 9-7 This is for the grown and sexy, uhh [Pharrell - over the end of Jay-Z's intro] You're so contagious, I can't take it Have my baby, let's just make it Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Jay-Z] Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second? Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hangin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z (Pharrell: So hot to trot.. la-dy!) Excuse me miss, what's your name? Can you come, hang with me? Possibly, can I take you out, to-night [Verse One] You already know what it's hittin for Ma I got whatever outside and you know what I'm sittin on 50/50 venture with them S dots kickin off Armadale poppin now, only bring a nigga more Only thing missin is a Missus You ain't even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers Got one chef, one maid, all I need is a partner to play spades with the cards up, ALL TRUST Who else you gon' run with, the truth is us Only dudes movin units - Em, Pimp Juice and us .. it's the Roc in here! Maebach outside got (?) air PJ's on the runway, Young got air I don't land at a airport, I call it the clearport Therefore, I don't wanna hear more back and forth about who's hot as Young, holla! [Ph.W.] Sex-cuse me... damn! [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Jay-Z] I got my Gocha 9-7 on right now [Ph.W.] La-dy.. [Jay-Z] You gotta puff a J to this one [Jay-Z] Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? (AOWW!) [Jay-Z] Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z [Ph.W.] So hot to trot.. la-dy! What's your name? [Jay-Z] Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z [Ph.W.] You're so foxy girl.. you're so hot to trot.. [Verse Two] Everybody's like, "He's no item! Please don't like him. He don't wife 'em, he one nights 'em!" Now she don't like him, she never met him Groupies try to take advantage of him, he won't let 'em He don't need 'em, so he treats 'em like he treats 'em Better them than me, she don't agree with him She's mad at that, he's not havin that So those opposites attract like mag-a-nets She sees more than the Benz wagon, the friends taggin along with a flashy nigga braggin on the song She gets a glimpse of Shawn and she likes that He 2-ways her, so she writes back Smiley faces after all of her phrases Either she the one or I'm caught in "The Matrix" But fukkit, let the +Fish-burne+ Red or green pill, you live and you learn, c'mon! [Ph.W.] Sex-cuse me... damn! [Jay-Z] You gotta throw on your fine linens for this one [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Jay-Z] You might go, you mighta gotta go get you some Scooby Doo's [Ph.W.] La-dy.. [Jay-Z] Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's; those are shoes by the way [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Jay-Z] Gotta throw on Scooby Doo's, hehehehe [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Jay-Z] This for the grown and sexy, only for the grown and sexy [Ph.W.] So hot to trot.. la-dy! What's your name? [Jay-Z] Woo! [Ph.W.] You're so foxy girl.. you're so hot to trot.. [Verse Three] Love let's go half on a son, I know my past ain't one you can easily get past, but that chapter is done ... but I'm done readin for now Remember spades face up, you can believe him for now But ma you got a f'real f'serious role I'm bout to give you all the keys and security codes Bout to show you where the cheese, let you know I ain't playin But, before I jump out the window, what's your name? [Ph.W.] Sex-cuse me... damn! [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] La-dy.. [Ph.W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph.W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph.W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Ph.W.] So hot to trot.. la-dy! What's your name? [Ph.W.] You're so foxy girl.. you're so hot to trot.. |
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