เนื้อเพลง Jockin' Jay-Z (Dope Boy Fresh) - Jay-Z
เนื้อเพลง Jockin' Jay-Z (Dope Boy Fresh)
( I see you jockin' Jay-Z 'cause he got a mercedes,
and you know about his lady )
I see u jockin jay-z jockin jay-z
jockin jockin jockin jay-z
jocking jay-z
jockin jockin jockin jay-z
jocking jay-z
jockin jockin jockin jigga jigga
jocking jay-z
Im so dope boy fresh!
Who's house? Hov no doubt
Bout the only rapper still gettin money in a drought
I moved South
In the global imma mogul
50 thousand feet in the air and im still on my mobile
F*ck talking bout the recession that shyt's depressing
I rock wit Obama but I aint a politician
And I do what the thugs and the gangsta's do
I aint a blood but im war'ing with the boys in blue
Crooked officer crooked officer
Why you wanna see me in a coffin sir
Is it against the law the way im flossin sir
Bens's Rolls Royce's and Porche's uhhh
Haters like Hov why u still talking money sh*t
......cuz i like money b*tch!
I like fly sh*t, u like gossip
I let u do you, why u riding my sh*t?
That bloke from Oasis said I couldn't play the guitar
Somebody should'a told em I'm a f*cking Roc star
Today is gonna be the day that I'm gonna throw it back to you
Im living life as a rocker I'm like Pimp C partner
Comming down in Mercedez peeling off on the boppers
Worldwide show im comming down in a chopper
180 thousand screaming Hov with the Roc up
Its too easy, I got ladies on shoulders showing my they chi-chi's
I met honey at the show last year
Now im acting brand new like a world premiere
I know life aint fair, but chill baby girl my girl is here
I got models in the moshpit
Dancing off beat but they know the words to MY sh*t
You aint gotta jock Jay-Z jock fly sh*t
You aint gotta jock me homey jock my chic
Jock how snobby she body you with the fifth
No thats not pilates her body just thick
You aint gotta jock her n*gga jock my click
Jock the dopeboys cuz we all toss bricks
Federalis jock me while im crossin the bridge
Click click take a portrait of this
I aint a pretty rapper but got a gorgeous wrist
Got handsome checks and my flow's pretty
Sick
Im so ghetto sheek
Im where the hood and high fashion meet
Ohwee im like the camoflauge Louis
How you n*ggas want it
The Tux or the two leaf
Haters, I aint mad at you
If I wasnt me I'd prolly be jockin me too