Jay-Z) To the bright Shirley Murdock mornin (Ph.W.) Yeah (Jay-Z) Until we both start yawnin (Ph.W.) Let's just - f*** all night! Yeah (Jay-Z) Let's have
get me? (You better know) Catch me with a chick, forgive me? (Uhh, now that, I don't know) They spread rumors, will you defend me, tooth and nail? (Uh
ladies tonight That should be rollin' wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z So hot to trot la-dy! What's your name? 'Cause I see some ladies tonight That should be rollin' wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z
your ass smoked Look, it's not a game, me B? I ain't playing Beat behind me player, so you here anyway You don't hear what I'm saying Me fin-nini-na Fee
, holler back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down
thing on me I can't let you best of me (x2) (Let you get the best of me, the best of me, the best of me) (Jay-z:) 5-4-3-2-1 Carolina blue kits Hottes
Jay-Z What's up niggas, ay yo I know you ain't talkin' 'bout me dog You, what? Fuck Jay-Z You been on my dick nigga You love my style, nigga Fuck Jay-
we flow Don't worry about brooklyn I continue to flame The whole world with amnesia you won't forget your name You held it down long enough Let me take
down you know how we flow Don't worry about Brooklyn I continue to flame Therefore a world with amnesia won't forget your name You held it down long enough, let me
let me take it back to High School. You niggas teach rules, being in a rented crib. To this day I don't wear Jordan's. Wasn't the first nigga with them
s eta fucked none less than a hundred percent, The hustle that?s in me, my thug mentality Show me what to do to improve my salary, Don?t nobody move cause
only let off half, nigga You don't live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't
back relax with Chicago on my back Unzip the backpack pull out a 50 yap I?ll probably go to jail but nahh that ain?t me I style crazy A net like jay z
me like an Outcast Cause I tell the world what I want to But you can't tell me what you gon' do [Verse 2] 'Cause n-gga I don't believe that Like 9/11
lap But I don't have a beard and Santa Claus ain't black I repeat, you can't sit on my lap I don't have a beard, now get off my sack Scream at me They
'm foolish, I don't do this I've been playing myself, baby I don't care 'Cuz your love's got the best of me And baby you're making a fool of me You got me sprung and I don't
Yo bitch call me sugar dick with the candy nuts But ain't shit sweet, don't get it twisted I'll beat yo ass, I don't need wine, I don't need cash I'll
Yo bitch call me sugar dick with the candy nuts But ain't shit sweet, don't get it twisted I'll beat yo ass, I don't need wine, I don't need cash I