(feat. Foxy Brown)
[Jay-Z]
I keep it fresher than the next b**h
no need..for you to ever sweat the next b**h
..with speed, I make the best b**h see the exit..indeed,
you gotta know your thoroughly respected by me,
you get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
you gotcha own '96 suh-in..the ride
and keep your a** tighter than Versace thats why
you gotta watch your friends you got to watch me
they conniving sh**
the first chance to crack the bank
they try me, all they get is 50 cent franks
and papayas, from the village to the tele
time to k** it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence
they say s** is a weapon, so when I shoot
mmet your d**h in less than 8 seconds
still poundin in my after life..
laugin my sh** is tight
you who askin right...
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Aint no n***a like the one I got
no one can f** you betta
sleeps around but he gives me alot
keeps you in diamonds and leathers
friends 'ill tell me I should leave you alone
hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
tell the freaks to find a man of there own
(man a they own, man a they own)
[Jay-Z]
Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag
lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks
got you a beeper to feel important
surrouding your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan
I keep ya dove but love
you know these ho's be makin me weak
yall knows how it goes 'b and so I creep
Ive been sinnin since you been playin wit Barbie and Ken in
you can't change a players game in the 9th inning
the chrome rim spinning keeps em grinnin
so I run way the f** up in em
and wrinkle the face like linnin
I play hard-eh till they say God..
he's keepin it real jigga stay hard
lawd don't even trip
I never slip, n***a what you dont see is whatcha get
weapons concealed what the f** yall feel
when you n***a play sick we can all get ill
-whats the deal-
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Yo, aint no stoppin this, no lie
promise to stay monogamous, I try
but love you know these ho's be makin me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B so I stay deep
[Foxy Brown]
What up boo just keep me laced in the illa snakes
bank rolls and sh**, back rubs in the french tubs
Mackin this b**h, wifee n***a
so when you flip that coke
remember them days you was dead broke
but now your style and I raised you
basically made you into a don
flippin weight..h**n and sh**
you know my p**y is all that
thats why I get bagets 5 carats and all that
From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell I'm ringin bells
so who the playa, I still keep you in the illest gators
Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin
on how I f** the best a sh**
specially when Im flippin Baileys
dont give a f** about how you move with them other mamis
I push da Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life
f** them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was
I got you frontin in Armani sweaters
before this rap sh**
when you was in letters and bullsh** berattas
and eek cla**es with mo in the gla**es
shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's
now all your mens' up in your benz's
high post, I swear you be k**in me
playin inside my pubic hairs
I never worry bout them other chicks
cuz you proved who was your wiz
when you was spinnin that b**h
I took a little when you was up north
your comisary stay pilin
how you livin large on the island
all them collects have me vex
but when you come home
knew I was comin off wit half of dem checks
now we on the rise
your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes
holdin this grip co*ked the green and the sh**
f**s no, I see half the dough
Made you into a star, pushin hundred thousand dollar cars
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