[Jay-Z] Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies In something foreign, soarin', 145 The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly I want
world Turned the squares into true players Cheap watched us turn to Cartiers Locals turned to gators Point 3's turn to 5 c's all these car keys Jump
112, jump off Yeah, y'know You wanna get right, boo, headlights blue Don't no other mami give me head like you I get you in the club, sit right in the
well im in carol city servin E to the feens but you neva ride that bus 20s on that caian truck bet i have ya friends stick together ohh fly as us Listen
Texas made Mexicans north of the border Land of the free, smoking weed with my Gordo Motherfuckers laid back in yo Cadillac Let me jump in this shit like
a Shokon Samurai so I could swing a sword and make necks fly I'd go to school and ninja-crawl through tha halls n' then I'd jump out n' stab bitches
could be a shogun samurai So I can swing a sword and make necks fly I'd go to school and ninja crawl through the halls Then I'd jump out and stab bitches
Kick off shoes, jump on the jock Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock His name is Jay and he's on his way To be the best DJ in the US of A J
shot nothing End up at the pearly gates when they test you Got a dirty face but what you know about a 38 special, shit And I know them hard words make you jump
Hot Ima Walking Kettle Man These Niggas couldn't Get On My Level They Never Could All White Phantom Directed In Thru Da Hood Real Soft Leather My Dash Is Cherry Wood Big Four 5
a Porsche Yeah, I met you on MySpace Now I'm 'bout to fly you out to my place, in the mornin' It's 5 in the mornin' And I'm up talkin' dirty to you,
that hole M.E.M. get a broad out of her home, out of her clothes Into the Benz, get her into sippin' the gin twistin' the lye Get her into pushin' the 5 then we fly
you, or someone Fly Young Love, my Young Love [Verse 2] Yo, yo, yo in the cut, Young Love still diggin her guts In school sick, callin me to pick her up, jumped
I'm on the set I'm always packin' my gat nigga) In case a nigga try to nut up, get bucked up And run up and jump up I have to leave ya fucked up I know
Geah Compton Geah Where we from? All day... The weeest side... All day Nigga We from the west side (1-5-9) All the time I gots to get mine so i'ma take
want come in convene Nah Mean Attorney have to rock and come in Nah Mean Mi pocket dem green like spurlene Nah Mean Mi regular fly out and fly in Nah
Deadly night It's all right Cause you are dying tonight I say, bone man here it comes And then the weaker pumping jumping Feel your body drubbing As the weakest pumping jumping
rain We go jump up in it again Like we do Labor Day Brooklyn When de say look d storm coming Jump