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You`re Only a Customer

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Intro:Ha ha, ha ha, Roc-a-Fella y`allFuturistic shit beeotchUh, what the fuck? How we do. How we do. Uh haVerse 1:Triple platnum nigga with the solid gold fadeAll that nickle and dime shit, don`t hold no weightFortune 5, top 5 in the Forbes (you`ll see) as youThumb through the Source I read the Ride reportClass C, cold me down with the plasticThat`s all I Ask Of You, like Raphael SaadiqAt the hotel, Nico, robbin` the val suiteMy people`s eyes through the peep holeI`m lovin` you down freak as IShoot through the city like a rumorNot soon enough, to stop `em from spreadin` the newsPaper headin` read "Jay-Z breaths, 80 degrees"the only thing to cool them off is a Malibu day breezeCan`t sop for the feds, say cheeseYou know they wanna take a nigga picture Pray for the day to get ya, but I`m a parlay and stay richer for nowJigga hasn`t done dirt in a whileYOu know my stomach getin` weak from livin` on the streets for realTryin` to oversee it from suites, orderin` eatsAt the top where the criminal minds meetThat`s where the cream is (right) , that`s where your dream is (well ain`tit?)Hook:You`re only a customer (uh)Walkin` in the presence of hustlers You spend money all night long"All night long" - Mary J. BligeVerse 2:A-yo my youth had a nigga too aggressiveI use to speed excessive, both eyes closedNo thought infestedHittin` pot holes, cop-o`s will snatch your weightBut your game most preciousHad to rethink things, is pinky ring worthLife on the run and time served in Sing SingI don`t know to tell the truthIf I`m pressed for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y`allIrv Gotti:Heads got to rollJay-Z:I was raised to live, Lord I pray you forgiveIf not, I just handle it like Jason KiddWhat you`re facin` is official (it`s official)Most cases when I"m blazin` won`t miss you (won`t miss you)Case and point mad bullshitted issueI see it to the end, my writting is so personalMy heart bleedin` out my pen, make no mistake aobut meIt`s only one nigga livin`, I got a half a cake about meI got love, to make a nigga die bleedin` is nothin`You make a motherfucker die breathin` then you sayin` somthing, beeotchHook (X3)More flavor than y`all can image havin` Graphic like Sega, Saturn, traffic like the BodegaIt just so happens, you caught me at the the tail end of my diveMy brain ain`t right from inhaling the work of my lifeFuck it, 3`s in ya, had to holdD.C. high pissy off Cristle3 G`s high seasoned Bacardy, UV`s Blesses my body, we be fresh at the party Play yourself go head if you don`t no the ledgeIt`s like spittin` to GodGet it in your face fuckin` with niggas over your headTake your time with me, shiftee Use to make Coke stretch like the samplin` a 950Shit with that, while I`m o a Kawasoki bikeAt the light, doin` a pike, with a bitch on the backAnd take flight, my life like it was directed by HypeIn 35 slow-mo, with the Rockafella logoAccapoco to Arruba, bay breezes and caviar balugaVery little loot, a loserIn the grashish blueish, Les Coup it`s the root of evil in these peopleHook (X3)

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