Jay-ZA Billi

(Jay-Z): Guru turn this shit up (Ow!) I know a million people already did this Let's make it a billion Get busy, happy birthday my nigga Geah, a billi, a billi A billi a billionaire Call me Philly Collins I feel a billion is in the air I affiliate, with Billy Cakes That's my pair And Jah-ma-nillionaire Is my consigliere When I wear, Billionaire Boys Clubs it's more than care I don't wear it cause Pharrell I wear it cause I'm fo'real {*I see dead people} I see Benjamins And a billion other big head people I'm a natural born hustler Marcy Projects motherfucker Turned professional journalist reportin, Live from the gutter My girl, carry boxcutters, rubbers, shoot up with undercovers screamin Fuck the world, why, cause, don't nobody love us Shawn Carter, Sean Bell What's the difference? Do tell 50 shots or 50 mill', ain't no difference go to hell So, brrrak, lick a shot for Brrrack Obama, change gon' come-ah I'ma buy the whole hood llamas on me Roc nation army, million strong and the mantra's gon' be It is whatever it's gon' be, on three Shawn, in the Hum V, y'all can call it cold warm Declarin, I'm free, bumpin 'Pac and the Outlawz I'm flyer than all outdoors, I ball out pours I buy, champagne companies, I'm past buyin out bars But I do that, I'm so past, G5's and G4's But I flew, back, back and forth like Aaliyah (rest in peace to ya) Takes a nation of millions to hold us back But when your boy reach a billion it's a wrap (off of rap?) yeah! Roc nation it takes a nation to stop I'm signin off, it's the hood's Barack Brrrack! Motherfucker I'm ill! Motherfucker I'm ill [Lil Wayne] A millionaire I'm a Young money millionaire Tougher than Nigerian hair, My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair, I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed... Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet Of the tablet in my mind, Cause I don't write shit cause I ain't got time, Cause my seconds, minutes, Hours go to the all mighty dollar, And the all mighty power of dat Cha cha cha cha chopper, Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father Motha fuck a copper, Got da maserati dancin On the bridge pussy poppin, Tell the coppers: hahahaha You can't catch em, you can't stop em, I go by them goon rules If you can't beat em then you *bop* em, You can't man em then you mop em, You can't stand em then you drop em, You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher, A millie in here a millie in there Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in the derriere Like smoke in the thinest air I open the Lamborghini Hopin them crackers see like look at dat bastard Weezy Hes a beast hes, a dog hes, the muthfukin problem Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin? Nothin, nothin you ain't scarin nothin On some faggot bullshit call em dennis rodman Call me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick Never answer when it's private damn I hate a shy bitch Don't you hate a shy bitch? Yea I ate a shy bitch And she ain't shy nomore she changed her name to My bitch Yea nigga that's my bitch So when she ask for the money when you through don't be suprised bitch And It ain't trickin' if you got it But you like a bitch with no ass you ain't got shit Muthafuka I'm ill not sick And I'm ok, but my watch sick Yea my drop sick Yea my glock sick And my knot thick I'm it Muthafuka I'm Ill... Ya see.... They say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at Who dat Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne My name ain't bic, but I keep that flame maine Who dat one Dat do dat boy Ya'll knew dat True dat swallow And I be the shit Now you got loose bowels I don't ""O-U"* you like two vowels But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour Hahaha And I'd rather be pushing flowers, Than to be in the pen sharing showers Tony told us this world was ours And the Bible told us every girl was sour Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Michael Lowry Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me Muthafuka I say life ain't shit without me Chrome lips pokin out the coop like it's poutin I do what I do and you do what you can do about it Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a mountian *Dare me?* Don't you compare me Cause there ain't noody near me They don't see me but they hear me They don't feel me but they fear me I'm Illie
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