DJ (Jay-Z) New (Uh, huh, it out now) Dawgs Amil, Eve, Da (Amillion, E-V-E)
First Lady, it out, uh yo watch me nigga watch my bitches Yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella the clique Nigga don't watch me better watch my
I sick wit' [unverified] flow like liquid shit Harder than the get Nigga flew his whole clan to get wit'
One touch nigga for the clit lick Don't 'em nothing but a quick fix Me and money makers be the first and Do the quick and
Sexy keep get me warm make my toes twitch Only wit' the raw you should know this Ruff Ryde, but you of the stallion Scheme for cream, me and
Carry in my pockets, better step back Put holes in ya back you can bet that, for the dollar Eve, like to cut you, make you Play for bucks and watch 'em pile up
You want See me in the top it's on Peach color pony head Player instinct, learned my dogs
ya money baby, I'ma take you to the mall And I buy you small Maybe negligence Cartier, came in small things
What I need to survive is a peace of the pie, me E V E, Taking the shit, making it Big niggas in the game that'll let us
Put me up against I shine Taking my for this line for line Mad chart thugs wit' crime for crime Real bitches keeping it raw, about
my hoes in this house Who they niggas down Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs (Hey)
Where my ladies in place Who hold they niggas When he up, throw ya baby glocks up (Owh)
my hoes in this house Who hold they down Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs (Hey)
my ladies in this place Who hold they niggas When he locked up, ya baby glocks up (Owh)
Crush shit I even touch shit Wit the cuts and shit My niggas, for me Haters, you think you can fuck wit' me
This rap shit is drugs to me Nigga, need a fix it up to me All Money Is y'all know how we do
First class, all out Or, all sexed out Got the cash, be out Bitch gone only do wit the best out
Most niggas can't me So I strictly wit' family to death, ask Jigga Don't I deal wit a high class nigga?
a turn off if my cash bigger Don't blame me, blame my last fucker kept me laced from the feet up Started off wit a pair of V
I be no pre-nups Still up wit the SE what down, seats back Can't catch me wit' a track
Co-writers don't need 99 and I still ain't meet my match Feel me huh? New and Philly huh? The only ones had a chance Was the ones the cash advance
Where my hoes in house Who hold niggas down Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs (Hey)
Where my in this place Who hold they niggas When he up, throw ya baby glocks up (Owh)
I tell 'em this to many mother fuckers bad as me Bust at a wit' a rhyme Or a wit' a tragedy
When it cause catastrophes, will actually you to bleed Fuck up you breathe, pass the weed If a nigga to step outta line, I'm a gradually his anatomy wit' bullet holes in his behind
I happen to be the of bitch Get a grudge I don't and shit And at what I did in life as a kid Wit' thugs and
Now I got the knowledge of a mother fucker a scholarship At any degree my get, boiling hot to freezing When I release, you can see the reason, I'm so
Niggas continuously me beats to choke on get a smoke on High, 'cause I to get it you can never see me coming the Devil's Advocate
Material hoe, keeping niggas dropping they And for more Surrounded wit', diamonds the wrist Cruise the in my six, bruising them every time I hit
And I ain't tryna If I do, you can never find another to fill my I you can't duplicate this to and lose
This nigga been rocking the basement since I was about two Pick up the pace quick, why about a replacement? When I stepped in came wit' my feet in the niggas in amazement
And guess the ingravement say? Capital B R A T was here and got paid all In a major way, fuck what the haters, fuck the I spit on niggas, who try to my joy
Where my hoes in this Who hold they niggas Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs (Hey)
Where my ladies in this Who hold niggas space When he locked up, throw ya baby up (Owh)