Lyrics
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, ], uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, pub-o, drank-o, 'dro plus the bev-o, hands in the air-o, holla like echo, tone's in the dub with, momo and poke-o, tone be like kujo, i be like cecil, fists rockin like "adriiian!", we come through like "superfriends!", tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock, and the party won't stop, bout to hit the ihop, got twenty inch mirrors rollin under the drop, so clap that shit up y'all and make it hot, new york, chicago, atlanta, l.a. miami crazy like yippie-i-yae, rude boys in the club smokin on hay, smoke the weed, cali and the bay, real live niggaz - put y'all hands up, wanna get tossed - drink that liquor, who's got the industry locked - kelly and jigga, crack my skull - turn that shit up, we got honies everywhere, corks off the cris' poppin everywhere, partyin hard like we just don't care, the best of both worlds, that shit ain't fair, this shit ain't fair, i, am, jay, hov', mami shake ya body body, don't hurt no-body body, it's me in the god-body, r. kelly the john gotti, of r&b thug and me i would say i'm probably, the hardest rapper to ever cop on poppy and, put it in a song, ma how could you go wrong ha? ha? ha? ha?, worse than a armed robbery, know that i'm armed properly, whenever the arm's rocky, you can go on clockin me, ain't nuttin gon' stop me, high as allah i be, movin in peace but i, move with the piece, so them, dudes in the streets, will never remove my piece, ha? ha?, got me, niggaz'll never get me, i never move sloppy, move with the glock-50, got some tupac with me, let's not test my gangsta, just, raise your glasses, mami, shake ya asses, this is a thug classic, make a hole make a hole and let the queen come past, i come through in the speedboat, with 808's in the glass, push big things here, bet most of y'all crash, back to trainin lightweights, you in the wrong weight class, haters, stay awake, fuck the harlem shake, we "slam" dance like onyx, check my ebonics, you got, heat nigga you thinkin we won't blaze?, gotta come hard cause these are the last days, when i, do it i do's it, ain't no more to it, ask i puts my back into it, from car dealers to macy's, to cashiers that brace me, we train like the navy for whatever the case may be, i pass on the 6, they don't impress me much, i want the bulletproof 7 cause the doors lift up, they pick the best of all girls, so how y'all sound?, i got the best of both worlds, holdin me down, uh-huh!
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Artist: jay-z