magician as marazo made a missin My dick is like a blow pop baby And if get?s stiff get some botax baby A show out baby now show me you gonna act right And
my back Unzip the backpack, pull out a fifth of Jack I?ll probably go to jail for, naw that ain?t me I style crazy and act like Jay-Z The black Kojak, I get money and
could choose ta, sit in front of your computa Posin' with guns, shootin' YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House Get your suit up, you
't bust a grape in a fruit fight And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin' and He and his boys gon' be yappin' to the Captain And there
doing where you going and can I come too and if I can imma be your man you could be my lady and have my baby and drive my car and drive me crazy wherever
and teams with collaboration Ladies and gentleman, I would like to introduce to you, Cee-Lo Green. Let's go [Royce and Cee-Lo] Give me a mountain. (Dream my nigga). Give me
come on, we all spit it Get on with it, with all my niggas screamin', 'We did it' Love and war, thugs and whores Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and
and off the mic, I always set trends Either you see me with hoes or I'm rolling with pimps Brook land to Oakland, I keep smokin' Jay-Z and short dog
cordially Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me The Feds came to get me, we both fled quickly Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me Got caught, and
we done promotin' [Jay-Z] We come for the coke and [Fox] All the money in the spot [Jay-Z] Act funny, get shot [Fox] Nigga, hands high [Jay-Z] And I hope
with the wood grain In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain Even me and Jay-z got it
'll, uhhhh, come on yea It's kid Capri and Jay-z, it's kid Capri and Jay-z 'Cause I'm like that yo! 'cause I'm like that yo As a young and dumb man,
think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize gril, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
rapper, new, improved Jay-Z I quit, I'm retirin' Ain't enough money in this game, to keep me around Sorry big, I tried honest Can't go with me on this
us with your measly asses? We don't stop at the tolls we got E Z passes, nigga Multiple cars and divas with D-classes Iceberg sweat with I B on the elastic
thinkin jay-z or someones gonna come along and sign him... (Fazer) You're a punk that rolls with 25 pricks Makes a mistake, and end your life quick Keep sayin you're gonna come