Jay-z - Imaginary Players lyrics

Yeah, I mean like I gotta be like the pioneer to this sh**, you know I-I-I was popping that Cristal When all y'all n***as thought it was beer and sh**, you know Wearing that platinum sh** When all y'all chicks thought it was silver and sh** I-I-I got to be the pioneer of this sh**, bottom line I'm going to show you how to do it, check it Yo I spit that other sh**, that's the nice motherf**er sh** Fed time follow me around, deep cover sh** n***a You beer money, I'm all year money I'm popping, you ain't got to count it, it's all there money I never change money cause n***as got strange money Knocked up, marked up, f**ed up in the game money I got bail money, double X L money You got flash now, one time we'll reveal money I spit the hottest sh**, you need it I got it sh** That down South Master P, 'bout it 'bout it sh** I got blood money, straight up thug money That brown paper bag under your mattress drug money You got show dough, little to no dough Sell a bunch of records and you still owe dough I got 900 and 96 plus 4 more dough You crazy, you fugazy, I'm loco with dough papo Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates And now you got these young cats acting like they slung cats All in they dumb rap, talking about how they funds stack When I see them in the street, I don't see none of that Bad playboy, where the f** is the Hummer at? Where is all the ice with all the platinum under that? Those ain't Rolex diamonds, what the f** you done to that? Y'all rapping-a** n***as, y'all funny to me Selling records, being you but still you want to be me I guess for every buck you make it's like a hundred for me And still you running around thinking you got something on me But I done did it and y'all want to take my flow, and run with it That's cool, I was the first one with it Original, jiggas the future flow digital Still busting a gat when she gets critical Sit it down, I don't want y'all to get it confused I rip it down, like I ain't got nothing to lose Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Groupies I leave them all f**ed, n***as all struck Your single was 99 cents, mines was 4 bucks Last year, when n***as thought it was all up But this year I've done it again, jigga, what the f**? n***a stop whining, jigga, still shining n***as kept complaining so I copped more diamonds Rock more Versace, ain't nothing sweet I still throw t'ree in your body, fleeing the party Y'all can't go with me, nope, flow with me Bet 50, not dollars either I brought some dough with me I flow like the 5 series, in various areas And blow holes in your weak n***as theories It's funny how one verse can f** up the game You bought a 4.0 you better get your change Ain't no platinum in those Cartier's, switch your frame Ain't no manicures on board, then switch your plane Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates Imaginary playmates