Скачать или смотреть Brand New: Jay-Z - Jokin' Jay-Z (+ Lyrics)

I SEE YOU JOKIN JAY-Z COZ HE GOT A MERCEDES AND U KNOW ABOUT HIS LADY...
Verse 1:
WHOOSE HOOUSE!!!!!! Hov no doubt/
Bout the only rapper still gettin money in the drought/
I moves out, into global, i'ma mogul/
50,000 ft in the air and I'm still on my mobile/
Fuck talkin bout the recession, its just depressin'/
I rock wit Obama, but I ain't no politician and I/
Chill wit the thugs and the gangstas too/
I ain't a blood, but I'm warin' wit the boys in blue/
Crooked Officer, Crooked Officer/
Why you wanna see me in a coffin sir/
Is it against the law the way I'm flossin' sir/
Benzes, Rolls Royces, and Porches, UHH!!!/
Hatas Like "Hov why you still talkin money shit?"/
Cuz I like money bitch!!!/
I like fly shit, you like gossip/
I let you do you why you ridin my shit/

Verse 2:
That Bloke from Oasis said I couldn't play guitar/
Somebody shoulda told him I'ma fuckin rockstar/
TODAY IS GONNA BE THE DAY/
THAT I'M GONNA THROW IT BACK TO YOUUUU!!!/
I'm livin' life as a rocker, I'm like pimp c patna/
Comin down in mercedes, peelin off on the boppers/
Worldwide show, I'm comin down in a chopper/
Hunid Eighty-Thou screamin hov wit the roc up/
It's to eaaasy/
I got ladies on shoulders, showin me they chi-chi's/
I met honey at the show last year/
And now I'm actin brand new like a World Premire/
Yeah, I know, life ain't fair/
But chill baby girl, my girl is here!/
I got models in a mosh pit/
Dancin off beat, but they know the words to my shit/

Verse 3:
You ain't gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit/
You ain't gotta jock me homie jock my chick/
Jock her cinotti, she body you wit the fit/
No thats not pillotes her, body's just thick/
You ain't gotta jock her, nigga jock my clique/
Jock the dope boys cuz we all tossed bricks/
Federallis jock me while I'm crossin the bridge/
Click, Click, Take a portait of this/
I ain't no pretty boy I got a gorgeous wrist/
Cut Handsome checks, and my flows pretty. sick./
I'm so ghetto chic/
I'm in the hood in high fashionique/
OOH WEE I'm like the camouflage louis/
How you niggas want it? The tux or the tooli?/
Hatas, ain't mad at you/
If I wasn't me I'd probably jock me tooo/