Ain't No Nigga

[Jay Z]

I keep it fresher than the next bitch

No need..for you to ever sweat the next bitch

... With speed I make the best bitch see the exit..indeed

You gotta know your thoroughly respected by me

You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver

You gotcha own '96 suh in..the ride

And keep your ass tighter than Versace that's why

You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me

They conniving shit

The first chance to crack the bank

They try me, all they get is 50 cent franks

And papayas, from the village to the tele

Time to kill it on your belly no question

I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence

They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot

Met your death in less than 8 seconds

Still poundin' in my after life..

Laugin' my shit is tight

You who askin' right...

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Ain't no nigga like the one I got

No one can fuck you betta

Sleeps around but he gives me a lot

Keeps you in diamonds and leathers

Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you alone

Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha

Tell the freaks to find a man of there own

(man a they own, man a they own)

[Jay Z]

Fresh to def in my skeeno

Coach bag lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks

Got you a beeper to feel important

Surrounding your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan

I keep ya dove but love

You know these ho's be makin' me weak

Why'all knows how it goes 'be and so I creep

I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken in

You can't change a players game in the 9th inning

The chrome rim spinning keeps em grinnin'

So I run way the fuck up in em

And wrinkle the face like linnin'

I play hard-eh till they say God..

He's keepin' it real jigga stay hard

Lawd don't even trip

I never slip, nigga what you don't see is whatcha get

Weapons concealed what the fuck why'all feel

When you nigga play sick we can all get ill

What's the deal-

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[Jay Z]

Yo, ain't no stoppin this, no lie

Promise to stay monogamous, I try

But love you know these ho's be makin me weak

Why'all knows how is goes 'be so I stay deep

[Foxxy Brown]

What up boo just keep me laced in the illa snakes

Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the french tubs

Makin' this bitch, wifee nigga

So when you flip that coke

Remember them days you was dead broke

But now your style and I raised you

Basically made you into a don

Flippin' weight..heroin and shit

You know my pussy is all that

That's why I get bagets 5 carats and all that

From doshay?????from H I'm ringing bells

So who the playa, I still keep you in the illest gators

Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin

On how I fuck the best a shit

Specially when I'm flippin Baileys

Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis

I push disease, eatin shrimp diamond rocks larger than life

Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was

I got you frontin in Armani sweaters

Before this rap shit

When you was in letters and bullshit berattas

And eek classes with mo in the glasses

Shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's

Now all your mens' up in your benz's

High post, I swear you be killin' me

Playin' inside my pubic hairs

I never worry bout them other chicks

'Cause you proved who was your wiz

When you was spinnin that bitch

I took a little when you was up north

Your comisary stay pilin

How you livin large on the island

All them collects have me vex

But when you come home

Knew I was comin off wit half of dem checks

Now we on the rise

Your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes

Holdin this grip cocked the green and the shit

Folks know I see half the dough

Make you wonder a star

Pushin hundred thousand dollar cars

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