Текст песни Jay-Z f Pharrell Williams (Neptunes), Yo - The Blueprint 2: The Gift & the Curse
Jay-Z f Pharrell Williams (Neptunes), Yo - The Blueprint 2: The Gift & the Curse слова песни
[Pharrell]What, uh, c`mon.. uhKeep the change, my nigga (it`s too late)It`s too late for thatDon`t gotta to spit that gameKeep the change, my nigga, it`s too late for thatKeep the change, my nigga, it`s too late for that[Jay-Z: speaking over Pharrell]Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROCUh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollarsPimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla[Chorus: Pharrell]My nigga, please - you ain`t signin no checks like theseMy nigga, please - you pushin no wheels like theseMy nigga, please - you ain`t holdin no techs like theseMy nigga, please - you don`t pop in vest like these[Jay-Z]My nigga please, uh-huh, uhThis my world, pimp stroll, let`s do this[Verse One: Jay-Z]Nigga please, you ain`t start out from your trunkThen reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunkNigga please, chumps don`t tour like usYou on the road a million hours, I fly over your busNigga please, you ain`t got your neck all frozeWith the same logo that you got sketched on your clothesNigga please, you don`t be gettingno hoesWith La Perla on they cheeks, can`t be messin with cheap chicksNigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeansManolo Blahnik, I`m goin through they body like an ultrasonicYou ain`t got `em blowin no chronicDivine intervention, y`all can`t prevent me from shininNigga please, I been around the worldI damn near beat Jordan in around-the-worldNigga please, you can`t even hold my shoesI got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (nigga) better than you[Chorus] + ad libs[Verse Two: Jay-Z]Ahhh! Pimp strollin on `emBlack diamonds, rose goldin on `em, paper foldin on `emSnuck pass the dog noses with the Folger`s on `emKi`s, Saran Wrap with petroleum on `emSnitch got pinched but he told it on `emLawyers got it adjourned, `til I schools him on `emThere`s no witnesses, it`s no holdin on `emJust George Jefferson strollin on `em, uhhNigga please, this is me, this is real as it beMy, videos is like Real TVThat chick, that`s me, that 6, that`s meThat boat, I had it on the Mediterranean seaNigga please[Chorus] + ad libs[Verse Three: Young Chris]Yo, yoNigga please, y`all ain`t seein no checks like these (no)Y`all don`t run up in record labels demandin respect like weY`all don`t rock your Roc-A-Wear Nike checks like weY`all coach class, y`all never private jet like weMy nigga please, y`all don`t smoke the sour diesel like usYou don`t go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than usKnock it off in three hours and repeat it like usAnd repeat it we must, y`all don`t re-up like usAy, y`all ain`t bein like us, `cause y`all don`t see it like usThe move the D`s when they rushMy nigga please, they must be on E`s and dustThen niggas f`in with pills, y`all don`t get G`s like usMy nigga please, y`all young`ns ain`t got O.G.s like meB. Sig, Young Hov`, Dame Dash, KareemNigga please, somebody must`ve gassed your teamThink a nigga outrun or outlast gangrene (GangGreen)My nigga please[Chorus] + ad libs[Pharrell]Amazin man, got your aerosolI made my money! I don`t trouble the lawI keep the womens aroundI drive the gremlins crazyYou wanna know the time?Better have your shades, seeMy nigga please[Chorus] + ad libs