ago come off pon top no turnin back ( jay z ) Come here daddy, you drive me crazy Don't want nobody, but you my baby Hold me tight, and call me your lady Make me
it's like you knew exactly how I wanted you to feel [Hook] [Jay-Z] We are really high, really high tonight Lucky Lefty, kiss the wife tonight for me
m Jackie Robinson Except when I run base, I dodge the pen Lucky me, lucky we, they didn't get me Now when I bring the Nets I'm the Black Branch Ricky
't ugly But the thoughts that I drop is heavy, try to budge me Momma loved me, Pop left me Still the homies call me lucky lefty Im flashy and deadly
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but I mean, it's time for me to grow You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go I'm done for now, so one
my enemies neck's They tend to regret ever sendin' me threats 'Cause they know the only thing that they could send me is checks [Hook: Fat Joe, Jay-Z
harder than Jay-Z's life I'll make your brain freeze twice, like chugging a double slurpee In the kiss of the spiderwoman, William couldn't Hurt me Cause
[Starts off with the beat of Jay-Z & Serena Altshul's: "Dope Man".] [Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}] Fresh {GOD-... } from overseas man! {DAMN! } Fresh outta JFK
?) Bulletproof doors and all you can eat tops. (uh!) Runnin' out to me, {Whoooo! } I only need the funerals I button all you niggas up like Jay-Z. [gunshot
(feat. Jay-Z) [Jay-Z] Dear summer, I know you gon' miss me For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees S dots with polo fleeces Purple label shit
God can judge me My heart ain't ugly But the thoughts that I drop is heavy Try budge me Mama loved me, pop left me Still the homies call me lucky lefty
, this rhyme is so fat it's roly poly I give you intimate details so you can get to know me These corporate rappers like "Why this dude pickin on me?"
everything I got a crazy lady, So money ain't a thing, jay-z, JD, Like Jay-Z lady, it's Beyonceing, Supporting your women goes beyond paying, Watching me
I got a crazy lady So (Money Ain't A Thing) Jay-Z, J.D. Like Jay-Z's lady, it's Beyoncein Supportin your women goes beyond payin Watchin me ball is like
York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under