paroles de chanson Float My Boat - Lazy Jay
Jay-Z
Miscellaneous
Jay-Z
Freestyle
Yeah
y'all
this
Jay-Z,
coolin
out
with
the
Funk
Flex
60
Minutes
of
Funk,
volume
two,
how
we
do
Motherfucker...
yeah
you
don't
stop
You
won't
quit,
Jay-Z
drop
shit
like
this
Aiyyo,
my
records
sell
cause
I
was
born
to
do
it
Kick
that
Willie
shit
well,
cause
I'm
really
gonna
do
it
The
voice
of
the
hustlers,
who
else
gon
do
it?
Most
niggaz
is
locked
or
in
the
box
with
embalming
fluid
That's
how
I
get
it
locked
when
I
come
through
in
the
V
You
rap
niggaz
on
the
radio
don't
do
it
for
me
Insert
the
removable
face,
place
the
CD
Your
Prince,
cause
you
rap
dudes
don't
make
sense
Talk
about
bitten
lines
Nigga
I
did
ery
bit
of
crime
that
I
writ
in
mine
Ran
so
much
coke,
I
could
shit
a
dime
And
this
is
way
back
when,
way
before
your
bullshit
was
signed
Tryin
to
indirectly,
effect
me,
directly
Careful
what
you
wish
for,
Jigga
get
raw
Nigga
I'm
straight
gutta,
let
me
remind
you
Act
like
you,
out
of
your
mind,
I
put
your
mind
out
of
you
I
do
anything
when
I
put
my
mind
to
it
A
whole
lot
more
when
I
put
the
nine
to
it
I
flow
shit
blow
shit
smash
shit
tow
shit
On
some
sho'
shit
hose
it
down
totally
and
you
knows
this
man
Keep
niggaz
in
awe
with
the
old
shit
No
shit,
and
I
don't
give
a
fuck
who
you
go
get
I
fold
shit
like
poker,
smack
em
around
On
some
Joe
Schmoe
shit,
I
back
your
whole
click
down
what?
Frito
Lay
rappers
I
slay
for
play,
tell
me
Who
in
your
circle
could
fuck
around
with
Jay?
No
mo'
shit,
Cristals
get
dough
shit
Shoot
my
pistals
on
the
reg,
I'm
on
some
double-fo'
shit
Bout
to
drop
a
jewel
and
make
po-po
sick
I
only
the
respect
feds,
beat
cops
know
shit
I'm
pro
slick,
the
dopest
nigga
to
your
brain,
the
comatose
shit
Cause
after
all,
what's
my
name,
oh
shit!
Yeah
Funk
Flex
and
uh,
we
don't
stop
Y'all
wanna
rhyme
like
me,
wanna
dime
like
me
Every
Tom
Dick
and
Harry
wanna
ride
my
mami
Drink
Cristal,
play
diamonds
in
his
wristal
Sell
fish
scale,
y'all
niggaz
love
this
style
Wannabe
players,
Jay-Z's
offic-ial
Been
through
out,
I
could
tell
you
what
to
do
and
how
to
do
it
Foundation
is
layed,
we
can
take
this
to
the
top
babygirl
If
you're
not
afraid,
the
world
is
watchin
Most
certainly,
clowns
wanna
get
up
in
your
drawers
Think
they
hurtin
me,
ha
hah
I
keep
you
ill
and
traced
out,
tennis
brace
style
Cartier
watch
my
diamond
face
style
Crib
on
the
coast,
marble
floors
laced
out
Chase
you
upstairs
singing
'Let's
Play
House'
Drop
a
seed
in
her,
little
life
to
breathe
in
her
Wanna
boy
so
to
be
sure,
I
OD'd
in
her
His
days
are
laced
in
Caesar
Leguars
All
the
chicks
jealous
at
the
baby
showers
Beatch!
How
we
do,
Funk
Flex,
yeah
Brooklyn...
*Fades
into
How
About
Some
Hardcore
by
M.O.P.*
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