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(feat. Kid Capri) [Jay-Z] Yeah, un huh, watch this y'all, come on,watch this y'all, Jigga Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea ! [Kid Capri} It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z, It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z Cau ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
(feet . Kid Capri) [ Jay-Z ] Yeah, un huh, watch this y'all, come on, watch this y'all, Jigga Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea ! [ Kid Capri } Its Kid Capri and Jay-Z, Its Kid Capri and Jay-Z Cause I'm Like That yo ! Cause I'm like that yo ! [ Verse Won : Jay-Z ] As a young and dumb man, gun inn the waste Sold crack too those who couldn't take the pane And had too numb it with baste Couldn't drink the henny strait, Eye needed somethin too chase Eye needed something too chase Nowadays Eye throw shots back, leavin nothin too waist Life is like a treadmill, niggas runnin inn plaice Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year dun past Eye vowed too never stop winin, ' til the earth stop spinnin Rock hot lenin, cop hot cars and hot women If its knot hymn then yew got it confused, y'all knot remembering, My motto is simply Eye will knot lose, abide buy the bloc rules, Eye by my glock used, whit bodies on it, let mi no anybody want it I'm raised, illrational, whey misunderstood, If yew ain't live like Eye live then run with the hood Eye dun watt eye could, too come up with this paper ' til this day still Run with the hood, guess its part of my nature, if hell awaits ya Nigga I'm coming with the razors, still flashin ya shit Try too pass mi inn a six, tight classy on the wrist Every bit of 30 karats, this is knot a game This isn't why Eye came, make these words fined a spot on yaw brain And burn, then Eye recycle my life Eye shall return [ Chorus : Female voice and Jay - Z ] [ Woman ] How tight is yaw floe [ Jay-Z ] Cause I'm like that yo ! [ Woman ] How wright is yaw doe [ Jay-Z ] Cause I'm like that yo ! [ Woman ] How wight is yaw blow [ Jay-Z ] Cause I'm like that yo ! [ Woman ] Only writers yew no [ Jay-Z ] Cause I'm like that [ Verse 2 : Jay-Z ] I'm a hop, skip, a jump, from rippin the pump Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin yew chump Shit, Eye get digits inn lumps, I'm a motherfucking problem is this watt yew want Overachiever, Eye love chicks that puff chiva, And reefer paper, Eye hate the one's that blow up ya beeper Cause Eye, go inn ya deeper, Eye only bone divas Inpregnate the whirled when Eye " cum " threw yaw speakers [ ha ha ] Fuck hot my records got the fever Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole bloc sweeped up Eye creep up when the beef heats up, court hymn with his feat up And shoes off, bout too snooze off Hatin, cause yew can't tern the boos off Yew dudes is to soft, when Eye fuck with yew awl Eye mite barque yaw ex, and spit at the lox Butt, other than that Eye ain't even fucking with cats Just mi tide B . Eye ., thug it like that, mi, dame and biggs What's fuckin with that Y'all can never diss Jigga, get nothing fore that Other then a couple slugs inn ya back, [ huh huh ] Rappers y'all runnin around, like Eye won't gun ya down Last nigga that fronted, too spun hymn around Lord, except this offer here's somethin fore yaw crown Eye admit know malice, Eye just met his challenge, Inn won [ Chorus : Repeat 3x ] [ Jay-Z : Repeat 2x til fade ] Girls and guns, awl eye want stock exchange, rocks and thangs |
It's Like That
JAY-Z
Complexity: | 70 | Readability: | 77.92 | Sentiment: | -4 | Word Count: | 571 | Unique Words: | 291 |