Jay-Z lyrics
Jay-Z lyrics
"All I Need Lyrics"
This Weekend Lyrics
He will come and lift your spirit He will pick you up When men put you down Trust in his name, he's always the same Lord how I need you When your friends come and go Because they depended on you for their own selfish needs The Lord he own't leave you nor will he forsake you He'll be right by your side Lord how I need you He will come oh yes he will He will come and lift your spirit He will pick you up When men put you down Trust
He will come and lift your spirit He will pick you up When men put you down Trust in his name, he's always the same Lord how I need you When your friends come and go Because they depended on you for their own selfish needs The Lord he own't leave you nor will he forsake you He'll be right by your side Lord how I need you He will come oh yes he will He will come and lift your spirit He will pick you up When men put you down Trust
Thanks to deephunk@aol.com for these lyrics.
It's the Roc! Wooo!
My gear is right... (check)
My bucket is low... (check)
My Rocawear is fittin' incredible...
Fuck it...
I guess I got my swagger back
Mama that said I killed her man
Well I guess I got the dagger back
It's the Roc bastards we are BACK!
In the heezy
Jiggaman, B. Sieg to M-Easy (what up fam?)
Oskino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole industry can hate me I thugged my way through
And all...I...need is a chick to hold a jimmy like
Meth and Mary, like, Marvin and Tammi, unnnh...
Now understands we can't be stopped
From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
Like we underground kings, ridin' dirty
A nigga been focused since I said hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas ya'll can't hurt me
Better watch and observe me
Llename Los Huecos Lyrics
por favor has que suceda esa magia y d?jala venir aqui entre nuestros cuerpos por favor ya no estires mas el tiempo me estoy cansando de esperar por qu? no quieres aceptar lo que hay entre tu y yo no te importe lo que hay detras si nos vamos jutnos a marchar aqui estoy para ti por siempre m?tete despacio en mi interior entre las costillas y el pulm?n qu?date ll?name los huecos ven y hazme reventar d
I set fire to your empire
I blow smoke in your face, burn rubber off the rim tires
Yes I-ah...Jay I-ah...
Double G-A livewire nigga holla back
CHORUS
All I need...
Rocawear... (check)
Nike Airs... (check)
Mean bucket... (uh huh)
Armadale in the club couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need...
That new coupe (got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' loot (got those)
A sunny day some chicks that wanna play
And I'll be on my way
C'mon...now...
All I need in this world o' sin
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two I call 'er Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
Gotta switch her to my waist, just in case (uh huh)
A clown wan' flip gotta reach for my bitch
Wanna act out a movie I could give you a clip (buk!)
But no adlibbin' nigga
I Wanna Get Married Lyrics
I wanna get married yes, I need a spouse I want a nice Leave it to Beaverish golden retriever and a little white house I wanna get married I need to cook meals I wanna pack you cute little lunches for my Brady bunches then read Danielle Steele I wanna escape this rat race Ive created Im feelin enervated I dont care if I make it I just want to bake a sugar cake for you to take to work in the morn and Ill stay home cleaning
stick to the scriptI wanna get married yes, I need a spouse I want a nice Leave it to Beaverish golden retriever and a little white house I wanna get married I need to cook meals I wanna pack you cute little lunches for my Brady bunches then read Danielle Steele I wanna escape this rat race Ive created Im feelin enervated I dont care if I make it I just want to bake a sugar cake for you to take to work in the morn and Ill stay home cleaning
Now all...I...need is a high-priced lawyer
Cuz it's foul ways nowadays everybody saw you
And they comin' to court too, I thought you knew
Can't even steal on a nigga muhfuckas'll sue
In this time and age, cuz real muhfuckas'll do
When I'm surrounded by squeal muhfuckas like you
But real niggas don't fret cuz the number one crew?
R to the O to the C comin' true
CHORUS
Listen...
The cream too long, my team too strong
Bleek is too hot, Beans is gone
Ya'll niggas in the crosshair, the beams is on (see ya'll)
Ya'll whole block deserted, ya'll fiends are gone (bye bye!)
The whole Roc is jumpin', we reached our zenith
Got fiends throwin' up on themself like Willy Beaman (*giggle*)
Any given Sunday gunplay's optional
However niggas want it like Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it)
Whoever got hops get blocked go to the hole
Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit
Plus
Baltimore Oriole Lyrics
Baltimore Oriole Took one look at that mercury, forty below No life for a lady To be draggin' her feathers around in the snow Leaving me blue, off she flew To the Tangipaho - down in Louisiana Where a two - timin' Jaybird Met the divine Miss O I'd like to ruffle his plumage That Baltimore Oriole Messed around with that big guy Till he singed her wings Forgivin' is easy - it's a woman like, now and then Could happen
the jab is sick, and it's that quickBaltimore Oriole Took one look at that mercury, forty below No life for a lady To be draggin' her feathers around in the snow Leaving me blue, off she flew To the Tangipaho - down in Louisiana Where a two - timin' Jaybird Met the divine Miss O I'd like to ruffle his plumage That Baltimore Oriole Messed around with that big guy Till he singed her wings Forgivin' is easy - it's a woman like, now and then Could happen
Left hand'll lean 'em like a little past six
Now run along wit'cha little ass hits
Read my rap sheet nigga, THREE CLASSICS
Shut ya bumba' got A-Rod numbers
All you muddaskunks get buried in the trunk
When I blast the pump, I leave you relaxed
In the hospital lookin' at M*A*S*H for months
Then I dumps dough on the D.A. desk
And the fleece got free and pee-pee on the steps...
We've got no respect
No law or governin' why you fuckin' wit' him?
Matta'fact, why you fuckin' wit' them?
All ya'll need is the R-O-C baby
CHORUS
Listen...
(All I need)
Rocafella Records...
Freeway...
Oskino and Sparks...
Chris & Neef
(All I need)
Mickey and Mallory...
Broad Street Bully...
M-Extra Money, ha...
YOUNG!
(All I need)
H to the izzo...
CLUE!
Rell...
Uh huh...yeah, yeah...
(All I need)