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, that's the clique don't watch me better watch my bitches
I stay wit' Each flow like liquid shit Harder the dick get Nigga flew his whole clan to get wit'
One touch nigga fiend for the clit leave 'em nothing but a quick fix Me and money be the first pick and Do the dirt and
Sexy thug keep get me warm make my toes Only fuck wit' the raw you know this Ruff Ryde, but you of the stallion for cream, me and Amillion
Carry rockets in my pockets, better back Put holes in ya you can bet that, hustle for the dollar Eve, like to cut you, make you Play for bucks and watch 'em pile up
You more? See me in the drop top on Peach color head course Player instinct, learned from my
ya money baby, I'ma take you to the mall And I buy you something Maybe negligence Cartier, came fast in small
What I need to survive is a peace of the pie, me E V E, Taking the shit, it mine Big niggas in the that'll let us find
Put me up against anybody I Taking my for this line for line Mad thugs wit' yours crime for crime bitches keeping it raw, about time
Where my in this house Who they niggas down Who roll hard, my road dawgs (Hey)
Where my ladies in this Who hold they space When he locked up, ya baby glocks up (Owh)
Where my hoes in this Who hold they down Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs (Hey)
my ladies in this place Who hold they space When he locked up, throw ya baby up (Owh)
Crush shit I even touch shit Wit the cuts and shit My niggas, for me Haters, make you you can fuck wit' me
rap shit is like drugs to me Nigga, a fix leave it up to me All Is Legal Roca y'all how we do
First class, all out Or, S-Class all out Got the cash, be out Bitch only do joints wit the best out
Most can't handle me So I strictly fuck wit' Sports to death, ask Don't I only deal wit a high nigga?
It's a turn off if my cash Don't blame me, blame my nigga fucker kept me laced from the feet up Started off wit a of V studs
I be wifey no ended up wit the SE what Windows down, seats Can't catch me a sweet track
Co-writers don't that 99 and I still ain't meet my match me huh? New Your and Philly huh? The only that had a chance Was the wit' the cash advance
Where my hoes in house Who they niggas down Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs (Hey)
my ladies in this place Who hold niggas space he locked up, throw ya baby glocks up (Owh)
I tell 'em like Ain't to many mother bad as me Bust at a wit' a rhyme Or a nine a tragedy
When it cause catastrophes, will actually you to bleed Fuck up anything you breathe, pass the If a nigga proceed to outta line, I'm a gradually Fill his anatomy wit' holes in his behind
I happen to be the of bitch Get a grudge I don't and shit And look at I did in life as a kid Wit' and pents
Now I got the knowledge of a college fucker a scholarship At any my temperature get, boiling hot to freezing I release, you can see the reason, I'm so cold
Niggas continuously me beats to choke on Tryna get a on High, 'cause I to get it When you can never see me coming the Advocate
Material hoe, keeping niggas dropping they And fiending for Surrounded wit', diamonds around the Cruise the town in my six, them every time I hit
And I ain't quit If I do, you can never find another to my shoes I prove you duplicate this to and lose
This nigga been rocking the basement since I was about two Pick up the pace quick, why worry about a I stepped in came wit' my feet in the pavement Leave in amazement
And guess what the ingravement Capital B R A T was here and got all year In a major way, fuck what the haters, the tabloids I spit on niggas, who try to my joy
Where my hoes in this Who they niggas down Who roll hard, y'all my road (Hey)
Where my ladies in this Who hold they niggas When he locked up, ya baby glocks up (Owh)