30 something

Lyrics

you ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young h-o, international. uugh. show ya young boys how to do this thing, the maturation of jay-z z, check me out, 30's the new 20 nigga i'm so hot still, better broad better au-to-mo-bile, bet a yard, nah bet a hundred mill, then by the songs end i probably start another trend, i know everything you wan do, i did all that by the age of 21, by 22 i had that brand new ack coupe, i guess you can say that my legend just begun, i'm, young enough to know the right car to buy yet grown enough not to put rims on it, i got that six-duce with curtains so you can't see me and i didn't even have to put tints on it, i don't got the bright watch, i got the right watch, i don't buy out the bar, i bought the night spot, i got the right stock, i. got. stockbrokers that's movin' it like white tops, i know you like fuck, this is child abuse, call d.y.f.s.*, i might just be gettin' nicer, them young boys ain't ready for real, 30's the new 20 niggia i'm so hot still, i use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck, bae boy, now i'm all grown up, i use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck, bae boy, now i'm all grown up, i use to play the block like that, i use to carry knots like that, now i got black cards, good credit and such, bae boy, cause i'm all grown up, 30's the new 20 nigga, i'm on fire still, these young boys is like a fire drills, false alarms, next don?, heen got-, to the next one, i'm still here, still here, like mike gotta stop playin' with these children, i'm a bully with the bucks, don't let the patten leather shoes fool you young'n, i got the fully in the tux, that was my past now i'm so grown up, i don't got one gun on me, got a slum army, to hire a gun army, get you spun like laundry, and i'll be somewhere under palm trees calmly, listen to r&b when we get the call he's, no longer wit' us fire your babysitters, you lil' fucks fall back for real, 30's the new 20 nigga, i'm so hot still, i use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck, bae boy, now i'm all grown up, i use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck, bae boy, now i'm all grown up, i use to wear my hoodie like that, pile deep in the hoopty like that, now i got black cards, good credit and such, bae boy, cause i'm all grown up, yall roll blunts, i smoke cubans all day, yall young'ns chase, i'm patron and it's straight, i like south beach but i'm in san tropez, yall drink dom but not rose', your chick shop in the mall, my chick burnin' down bergdorf's, comin' back with birken bags, your chick is like what type of purse is that?, i'm from the era where niggas don't snitch, you from the era where snitchin' is the shit, i'm afraid of the future, yall respect the one who got shot, i respect the shooter, yall go to parties to ice grill, i go to parties to party with nice girls, you young boys gotta chill, 30's the new 20 nigga, i'm so hot still, i use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck, bae boy, now i'm all grown up, i use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck, bae boy, now i'm all grown up, yeah we use to ball like that, now we own the ball team, halla back, now i got black cards, good credit and such, bae boy, cause i'm all grown up, *