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Jay Z]
We gotta sell bitches the dream, my nigga
Niggas like Disney around this bitch

1: Timbaland]
You're in the of the real
Can't fathom I'm at, baby, pop another pill
In a whole reel
If you to make a movie let me know
It's a whole film
I suggest you get your for the Golden Globes
you know about Tim
Top down, the Aventador, 4 AM
On the strip
Trying to get high at the sunset, baby don't
Hollywood lights, Miami
I'm on a binge
Just might go and buy a
Or trade a car for friends
Oh yeah, we playing with M's

[Hook:
Ridin' down Collins with my following
Just left SoHo headed to the
Lap dance for the
Let her put her on the curves
You ain't that life, you scurred
Ah, baby, you scurred like to the crib
you know about the kid
What you bout me, what you know bout me
What you bout me, what you know bout me
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a muthafuckin
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a thing

[Verse 2:
I just got home, 40 days on vacation
No one killing the game, is all for the taking
What the fuck did I stutter? am I mistaken?
I'm a in the makin'
Who you said was the What the fuck is a deal
Really do it the best, I'm DJ Khaled for
Got my thumb on the pulse, got timin'
If they forgot about my worth, I got a to remind 'em
Got some things on the wrist, Cartier with the
If this was 10 years ago nigga would've went
I been singing and I make a killin' in both
If I had to a Jackson man I'm feelin' like Bo
Fresh down to the socks, team look the Raiders
I take this shit for granted, I'd like to thank my creator
I'm b-b-b-b-b-b-b-back on you haters
I'm 'bout to put this bitch on her back and get to you later
Man, up

Timbaland]
Ridin' down Collins with my following
Just left SoHo headed to the
Lap for the girls
Let her put her on the curves
You ain't that life, you scurred
Ah, baby, you like skrrt to the crib
What you know the kid
What you know bout me, what you bout me
you know bout me, what you know bout me
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a thing
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a thing

James Fauntleroy]
Imagine straight from work to the plane, ain't no claim
Don't need to your clothes, girl, or your last name
Motherfuckers to act like I'm [?]
If you want to be a star, girl you need a
Got some bitches we can up, babe
Now they want to know who you are and how you got
Girl, I can try to care, oh, get you out of
You and all this on me
On a plane going home, not as you
What you motherfuckers know me?