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 Never sprung huh?
 Jigga, Roc-a-Fella y'all
 Never sprung huh?
 Yeah, peep the repertoire
 Peoples, feel me on this one
 Peoples, feel this
 Never sprung huh? Know my style
 
 I love bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches
 Rough bitches, don't matter you my bitches
 Gold diggers witcha eyes on my riches
 Can't Knock your Hustle for real, exotic bitches
 I'm game tight, see it all through the platinum french
 braids with the french name in the same night
 Pull you and your tight friend
 lift your little dress like light wind, hah, then I slide right in
 You know the whole repertoire, U.S. to the U-S-S-R
 Sexier than a Lexus car
 Match wits with the best of y'all the rest of y'all
 is like veg-etables in my presence, check it
 Reminescin to nuttin you ever heard, Iceberg
 Slim baby ride rims through the suburbs
 Funds come in lump sums never ends deferred
 Get money like I'm down South Wednesday the 3rd, it's on
 
 *chorus*
 
 Dough to get, more shows to rip
 I suggest you all roll wIth the click, who you wit
 Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick
 More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit
 
 Can't scheme on em, Roc-a-Fella got a team on em
 Chicks dream on him trick cream on him
 Lose it when dudes think it's just music
 Lean on em flash green on em and diamond rings on em
 Sex around the way girls down to meet eyes
 I'm somethin every girl gotta have like Levi's
 Ya quita, me got more, see I ball
 You can love me or hate me, either or
 I'ma stay widdit, rock the custom drop Bentleys
 Never eat at Denny's and party like Lil Penny
 can he live? Trick or main chick but if she leave
 just as quick, indian give, ha-hah
 Now what I look like? Givin a chick half my trap
 like she wrote half my raps, yeah, I'm havin that
 you be the same chick when you leave me
 the bankbook and the credit cards and take everything you came wit
 
 *chorus*
 
 You know the move's major, never minor
 cause when you a true player, they never find ya
 We takin trips abroad with chicks from afar
 Down in the grill in the Villa gettin hilla
 Never know em at the resort, readin to ride with us all
 Checkin out this new wine, inhalin the cork
 Million miles from the puddles the rainy days the tussles
 Reign in ways to hustle, so we won't get caught
 Had beef of all sort but I turned it around
 Chose my steps more wisely, I'm learnin the ground
 I was so gung-ho when I earned my first pound
 Now it's million dollar deals, straight turnin em down
 Roc-a-Fella make or break me, til death do us
 Won't be in your right mind, you ever step to us
 Been there, when I was in my tenth year, went there
 Then I realized that it didn't make sense there
 Backtrack, show me where the cash at, and plus
 frivilous beef, please, we lookin past that
 Y'all can gossip while we learnin the world
 Drop the hot shit never returnin your girl, it's on
 
 *chorus* (repeat 4X)
 
 Beyatch!
 Jigga, nine-seven shit, next millenia
 Recognize, realize, it's on
 Roc the block, ahh
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