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Jay-Z
Me And My Girlfriend
Shit, you mothafuckin right. I'm the bitch that's keepin it live
and keepin it hot, when you punk ass niggas is on. Nigga, west
side. What!!
Bring it on.
Look for me. Lost in the world in 96. Bonnie and Clyde.
Me and my girlfriend doin 85 when we ride
trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child. Raised in this whirlwind.*C'mon*
Our childhood years recall the tears. Heart laced with venom.
Smokin Cherm drinkin malt liquor. Father forgive her
Me and my girlfriend must of fell in love with the struggle.
Hands on the steering wheel. Bust! While she bail out bustin
Fuck em all. Watch em fall. Screamin.
Automatic gunfire exorcisin all demons. Mafias on the side
My congragation high, ready to die. We bail out to take the jail
back.
Niggas united. Our first date. Couldn't wait to see u naked
Touch you in every secret place. I can hardly wait to bust
freely.
Got you red hot. You so happy to see me.
Make the frontpage, primetime live on TV.
Nigga, my girlfriend may be .45 but she still live.
One shot make a niggas heartbeat stop
What!! I'm bustin on you punk ass niggas. Run, nigga, run. I'm
on your ass
nigga. Run, nigga, duck and hide. I'm bustin on all you bitches.
Run, nigga,
yeah. West side, uh,uh,uh. Die, nigga, die.
My girlfriend blacker than the darkest night.
When niggas act bitch made, she got the heart to fight.
Nigga, my girlfriend. Though we seperated at times,
I knew deep inside baby girl'll would always be mine
Picked you up when you was 9. Started out my life of crime wit
you.
Bought you some shells when you turned 22. It's true.
Nothing compares to the satisfaction that I feel when we out
mashin.
Me and my girlfriend.
(Chorus)
All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end.
Just me and my girlfriend.
I was too immature to understand your ways.
Inexperienced back in the days.
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realize how to treat cha.
The secret to keep ya. Bein faitful now cuz now cheating's
leathal
We closer than the hands of time. Deeper than the drop of
mankind
I trust you dearly, I shoot blind. In time I clock figures
Droppin niggas as we rise. We all souljas in Gods eyes
Now it's time for war. Never leave me baby. I'm paranoid.
Sleepin with you loaded by my bedside, crazy.
Jealous when you hang wit the fellas.
I wait patiently alone anticipated for the moment you come
home.
I'm watin by the phone. This is true love, I could feel it
Had alot of women in my bed but you the realest.
If you ever need me call. I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I could stand tall.
Me and my girlfriend.
Chorus repeats
I love finger fuckin you.
All of a sudden im hearing thunder, wen u bust a nut
Niggas be duckin or takin numbers.
Love to watch you at a block party beggin for drama.
While unleashin on the old timers That's on my mama.
I would trade my life for yours.
Behind closed door, the only girl that I adore.
Everything I'm askin for.
Talkin to me, beggin me to just take you around.
17, like Brandy, you just wanna be down.
Talkin loud. When I tell you be quiet, you move the crowd
Bustin rounds, activatin a riot That's why I love you so
No control, down to roll. Unleash. After I hit, you break
apart.
Then back to one piece. Much love to my one and only
girlfriend.
The world is ours. Just hold me down. Baby, witness the power.
Never leave a nigga alone. I love you, black or chrome.
Turn this house into a happy home.
Me and my girlfriend.
Chorus repeats
Lost in the world in 96. Bonnie and Clyde.
Me and my girlfriend doin 85 when we ride, trapped in this world
of sin
Born as a ghetto child. Raised in this whirlwind.
Look for me.
I don´t care what you do for stacks
I know the world glued you back to the wall
You gotta brawl to that
I been through that, been shot at shoot back
Gotta keep it peace like a buddhist
I ain´t a New Jack nobody ´gon Wesley Snipe me
It´s less than likely, move back
Let I breathe Jedi knight
The more space I get the better I write
(Oh) Never I write, but, if, ever I write
I need the space to say whatever I like, now just
[Chorus: Jay-Z (Pharrell)]
(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to deatth I brought you from the projects
And I´m a take you to the top of the globe so let´s go (Change numbers and go)
Uh huh yeah, uh (Now girl I promise you, no substitute) It´s just me
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
And I ´gon tell you again let´s get ghost in the phantom
You could bring your friend we copuld make this a tandem
You could come by yourself and you could stand him
Best believe I sweat out weaves, give afropuffs like R.A.G.E.
Awww you get If you could move it
Back it on up like a U Haul truck
Then run and tell them thugs you heard Hovi knew
He and the boy for real make beautiful music
He is to the east coast what Snoop is, to the west coast what Face is to Houston
Young Hov in the house it´s so necessary
No bra with the blouse it´s so necessary
No panties and jeans that´s so necessary
Now why you frontin on me is that necessary
Do I to you look like a lame
Who don´t understand a bra with a mean shoe game
Whose up on Dot Dot Dot and Vera Wang
Ma are you insane, let´s just
(Woman speaking: What you want me to do?)
[Chorus: Jay-Z (Pharrell)]
(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to deatth I brought you from the projects
And I´m a take you to the top of the globe so let´s go (Change numbers and go)
Uh huh yeah, uh (Now girl I promise you, no substitute) It´s just me
[Bridge: Jay-Z (Pharrell)]
Uh, uh (Sexy sexy) Woo! (Ah ah!!!)
Uh huh (Sexy sexy) It´s so necessary right) (Ah ah!!!)
Uh huh, woo! (Sexy sexy) That´s right it´s a groove (Ah ah!!!)
Uh huh, it´s a groove (Sexy sexy) bring it back (Ah ah!!!!)
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Young Hovi in the house it´s so necessary
No bra with that blouse it´s so necessary
No panties and jeans it´s so necessary
Why you frontin on me?
Let´s go to my hotel cause this don´t go well
With those S Dots, try to stay fresh ma
Ma, I don´t shop what the rest by
Oh no ma please respect ma
Jiggy this is probably purple label
Or that BBC or it´s probably tailored
But y´all niggaS actin way to tough
Throw on a suit get it tapered up, and let´s just
[Chorus: Jay-Z (Pharrell)]
(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to deatth I brought you from the projects
And I´m a take you to the top of the globe so let´s go (Change numbers and go)
Uh huh yeah, uh (Now girl I promise you, no substitute) It´s just me
[Outro: Jay-Z (Pharrell)]
(Ah ah!!!) Uh uh (Sexy sexy) sing along (Ah ah!!!)
Yeah, uh (Sexy sexy) turn your radio up (Ah ah!!!)
Woo! (Sexy sexy) Put your hands in the air if your in the car (Ah ah!!!)
Uh! Snap your fingers now (Sexy sexy) woo, uh (Ah ah!!!)
Uh, uh, your boy is back
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh, the bounce is back
Uh, uh, woo, uh Hov is back, peace!!! 搜索 "Change Clothes"mp3
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曲名：Cashmere Thoughts 歌手：Jay-Z 专辑：
[Jay-Z has a conversation with some cat]
Hah, hah, hah, hah, yeah, yeah
What it is player?
You player, it´s all about you
How you gon´ say that man
If I had your hand I´d turn mine in
Far as I´m concerned, if I had your hand, I cut mines off
Hah man, you know man, I´m just dealin that hoe money
You know hoe money is slow money but it´s sho´ money
Check this out man, when you run up on your bitch
this this is what you tell her
Stick they hands in they panties, grab that knot
Stick they arm in a car window, drop it like it´s hot
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, I talk jewels and spit diamonds, all cherry
like a hymen, when I´m rhymin with remarkable timin
Caviar and silk dreams, my voice is linen
Spittin venom up in the, minds of young women
Mink thoughts to think thoughts type similar
Might you remember, my shit is colld like December
Smoother than Persian rugs, the cashmere
chromosomes make a nigga Jigga Jay-Z lethal drugs
Eighteen carat gold pen, when it hits the sheets
Words worth a million like I´m rappin em through platinum teeth
I got the Grey Poupon, you been warned
Cause all beef return well done filet mignon
The Don, smell of Dom on my breath as I
yawn, (slow) when you hoes try to con a pro
As if you didn´t know, Jay´s about gettin dough
Spittin flow like fine wines down your earlobe
I´m smooth but deadly like a pearl handled pistol
Honies hum in melody when I, rub it like crystal
The proper ettiquette, when I drop the subject verb
then the predicate, with this rich nigga preterite
I´m solid gold, I rap like a mink stole
I stick pearl tongues your world´ll never know
From New York, to Paris, the vocal style vary
From nice to deadly like a bad bag of D, now
notice, the child swift like a locust
Focus on the loc´ I be the greatest nigga that wrote it
Return of the Jedi, from Rio Degenero
Worn da red eye, yet I, still feel the need to be fly
I did die when I´m rappin then slide like satin
You know the black eye white china in the brain cabinet
I never cry if I did I´d cry ice
From my nigga Sauce, I hit you with this advice
Life´s short, so play hard and stick hard
and the only time you love em is when your dick hard
Whoooh! That´s cashmere baby
Nah, you know, that´s just laid back man
Man, shit, J to the A to the Y to the Z
Yeah baby
Motherfuckin pimp that´s what he be
Cashmere baby
Don´t get no hotter than that
Sho´ you´re right
Them niggaz know
Check it out, check it out
Ghettoes, Errol Flynn, hot like heroin
Young pimps is sterile when I pimp through your burough in
I gotta keep your tricks intact
Cause I walk like a p-iyimp, talk like a mack man
The star player, the golden bar layer
The sweet Ms. Fine Thing puh-layah, sho´ yo right
I´m game tight, so watch it it change to night
Go tell your peeps dawg I´m lethal til it ain´t right
I pimp hard on a trick, look
Fuck if your leg broke bitch, hop up on your good foot 搜索 "Cashmere Thoughts"mp3
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曲名：December 4th 歌手：Jay-Z 专辑：
[Jay-Z´s Mom:]
Sean Carter was born December 4th
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
He was the last of my 4 children
The only one who didn´t give me any pain when I gave birth to him
And that´s how I knew that he was a special child
[Jay-Z Verse 1]
They say "they never really miss you til you dead or you gone"
So on that note i´m leaving after the song
So you ain´t gotta feel no way about Jay so long
Atleast let me tell you why i´m this way, Hold on
I was conceived by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Siccamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee my momma would claim
At 10 pounds when I was born I didn´t give her no pain
Although through the years I gave her her fair share
I gave her her first real scare
I made it from birth and I got here
She knows my purpose wasn´t purpose
I ain´t perfect I care
But I feel worthless cause my shirts wasn´t matchin my gear
Now i´m just scratchin the surface cause what´s burried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
I went to school got good grades could behave when I wanted
But I had demons deep inside that would raise when confronted
Hold on
[Jay-Z´s Mom:]
Shawn was a very shy child growing up
He was into sports
And a funny story is
At 4 he taught hisself how to ride a bike
A two wheeler at that
Isn´t that special?
But, I noticed a chance in him when me and my husband broke up
[Jay-Z Verse 2]
Now all the teachers couldn´t reach me
And my momma couldn´t beat me
Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seeing me, SO
With that distain in my membrain
Got on my pimp game
Fuck the world my defense came
Then Dahaven introuced me to the game
Spanish Jose introduced me to cane
I´m a hustler now
My gear is in and i´m in the in crowd
And all the wavey light skinned girls is lovin me now
My self esteem went through the roof man I got my swag
Got a volvo from this girl when her man got bagged
Plus I hit my momma with cash from a show that I had
Supposedly knowin nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I´m geting ahead of myself, by the way, I could rap
That came second to me movin this crack
Gimme a second I swear
I will say about my rap career
Til 96 came niggas i´m here
Good-bye
[Jay-Z´s Mom:]
Shawn use to be in the kitchen
Beating on the table and rapping
And um, until the wee hours of the morning
And then I bought him a boom box
And his sisters and brothers said he would drive them nuts
But that was my way to keep him close to me and out of trouble
[Jay-Z Verse 3]
Good-bye to the game all the spoils, the adreneline rush
Your blood boils you in a spot knowing cops could rush
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are alike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us
Hustlers we don´t sleep we rest one eye up
And the drought to find a man when the well dries up
You learn to work the water without workin thirst til die YUP
And niggas get tied up for product
And little brothers ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they really got em
And this was the stress I live with til I decided
To try this rap shit for a livin
I Pray i´m forgiven
For every bad decision I made
Every sister I played
Cause i´m still paranoid to this day
And it´s nobody fault I made the decisions I made
This is the life I chose or rather the life that chose me
If you can´t respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe you´ll love me when I fade to black
If you can´t respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe you´ll love me when I fade to black
[repeat 2 more times to fade] 搜索 "December 4th"mp3
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曲名：Face Off 歌手：Jay-Z 专辑：
f/ Sauce Money
{***Jay-Z , (Sauce)***}
Jay-Z talking: Sauce mothafuckin, jigga, jigga feel this...
Chorus
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me
(If ya feel me) Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes
(This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me)
If ya feel me (Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes)
Verse 1
Yeah (If ya want some put ya guns up it´s on)
Ladies know that when the sun´s up I´m gone
(Fuck them bitches though digits though)
Fuck, now if I bring it niggas know whaat
(All black gat with the mack out)
I take shorty to the rest blow her back out
sun dress undress throw her back out (biotch)
(in & out like a crack house) keep it moving
(Face off with the .38 scraped off)
keep shorty maced can´t throw a 4-4 eight ball
know your place (so it starts when ya least expect)
(the yeast infect) you don´t imitate bitches
(piece protected) so I hear you hate bitches?
(love the dough, ya flow irritate niggas)
fuck them though, it´s all out and
have a fall out I fucked ya girl
(On top now we call out fuck the world)
(Face Off!)
Chorus
(This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me)
If ya feel me (Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes)
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me
(If ya feel me) Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes
Verse 2
(I apologize ladies I´m lovin´ ya right)
you must be used to me trickin´ but we fuckin´ tonight
(No wine no dine) no wheelin´ the whip
all night long just feelin´ the dick beitch
(Sauce mothafuckin´ slayin´ I´m sayin´ with no delayin´)
(Can you beat that? I eat that) you just playin´
nigga you neva know what a chick could do
(pull the trigga too) check the shit jigga do
(My crew) mackin´ the same bitch (I do)
(back man stack grands) daddy like I you
(Love them hoes jigga?) Ha how that sound?
women start to fall we all bat around
Let my whole team hit it (scatter ´round)
you never seen wit it (pat ´em down)
check for cream in it (These riches)
got nu´hin to do wit these bitches
(Nothin´ y´all can do to stop these digits)
(Face Off!)
Chorus
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me
(If ya feel me) Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes
(This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me)
If ya feel me (Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes)
Verse 3
(Can I touch that?) what´s that? Leave it for dead.
Keep ya arm over ya face my nigga (keep ya head)
(keep a mind to survive if ya sleep ya dead)
Stay fly ´til ya die nigga deep with prayer
(with each word ya say I guess the beef is dead)
Ladies & gentlemen (like impeach the Prez)
(Val Kilmer style nigga draw heat with feds)
(broad day like De Niro shoot all day)
I´m the man fuckin´ the tracks and you just foreplay
get a hit I, I come through, blow up, you spit out
What keep it cocked faithfully like salop
with one in the drop don´t get hit up
(I be the 4-5th flamer hoes bitch shamer)
(clap cats a snitch she´ll give ya whole click name up)
Look I done came up (and) thought a whole game up
meet me in the square with one in the chamber
(The Face Off nigga)
Chorus
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me
(If ya feel me) Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes
(This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
me)
If ya feel me (Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these
hoes)
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya gun up (in the air) if ya feel
me
Fuck ´em all day (fuck ´em all night) we don´t love these hoes
(This goes out... put ya guns up in the air) if ya feel me if ya feel
(Fuck ´em all day fuck ´em all night we don´t love these hoes) Yeah!!
This goes out (to my Brooklyn crew)... 搜索 "Face Off"mp3
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曲名：Mo’ Money 歌手：Jay-Z 专辑：
[Jay-Z]
That nigga let his fuckin flow go
Niggaz tryin to switch up the flows on niggaz
Hit niggaz, slip niggaz with a micky
Drop that joint
Yeah yeah (it´s the remix y´all)
Like a muh´fucker (oh yeah)
Whassup my nigga (and still hot up in that boy, ain´t it man)
(Yo Jay, Kel, fin´ ta set it off for y´all)
C´mon
[R. Kelly]
It´s, the, remix
TrackMaster remix y´all, Kels and Jigga
Big chips with Twista y´all, get this money
[Twista]
I, heard the ballers when I pulled up to the club
Cause I´m rollin up on fo´ flickers
Peanut-butter interior, black body
And in case you didn´t know, I be the Twista
Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your ones up
I hear some niggaz lookin at me for the come up
Try to creep creep, I pull a gun up
I put a hole in the first nigga that run up
The ballers be Jay, R, and T
Spit it cold cause the music is a part of me
Can´t nobody spit it fast as me
Got an academy of haters comin after me
I know I got what you want, I know I got what you need
Come and mob to the top before you get, this, money
Pull up on the block in the alien gray Bentley
Full of sport modes, you never could hang with me
Just to get in early, I paid a extra 50
Gettin that money my nigga
Oh-five Chrysler, trees for the blunts
Three hoes in the back, two fiends in the front
Twenty-two inch shoes, CV´s in the trunk
Gettin that money my nigga
Makin dough off a style I be the best in
Glad to be down with these two livin legends
Now let me see which league I´ma invest in
Gettin that money my nigga
Rollin this cheer, put the niggaz in fear
Makin bitches shed tears, take a look at my career
Now the shit´s swell; when I get up to 70 in the Coupe
Peep the wing when I hope out the tail - tell ´em Kel
[Chorus: R. Kelly]
We off up in the club, we got our hands up
Drinks in the club because we gettin that money my nigga
We rollin 24´s, open them Bentley do´s
Got plenty hoes because we gettin that money my nigga
[R. Kelly]
Pull up to the club, chicks in the back
Some smokin on weed, some sippin Co-gnac
Into the club, whole crew to the back
Super the stars make it sharp as a tack
Gotta have my forty-five inch in it
In the house, from the gate, twenty minutes
Game over and I´m still not finished
I play haters like V play tennis
Livin like a motherfuckin Richie Rich nigga
Got a butler for my Maybach nigga
White linen, smokin ci-gar
Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a trigger
Feelin on your booty
Tryin to get one of these nice ladies
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