Jay-Z - 30 Something Lyrics
You Ain't Got Enough Stamps In Your Passport To ***** With Young H-oInternational ... Uugh ...Show Ya Young Boys How To Do This ThingThe Maturation Of Jay-z ZCheck Me Out30's The New 20 Nigga I'm So Hot StillBetter Broad Better Au-to-mo-bileBet A Yard, Nah Bet A Hundred MillThen By The Songs End I Probably Start Another TrendI Know Everything You Wan DoI Did All That By The Age Of 21By 22 I Had That Brand New Ack CoupeI Guess You Can Say That My Legend Just BegunI'm, Young Enough To Know The Right Car To Buy Yet Grown Enough Not To Put Rims On ItI Got That Six-duce With Curtains So You Can't See Me And I Didn't Even Have To Put Tints On ItI Don't Got The Bright Watch I Got The Right WatchI Don't Buy Out The Bar, I Bought The Night SpotI Got The Right StockI ... Got ... Stockbrokers That's Movin' It Like White TopsI Know You Like *****, This Is Child AbuseCall Diapers, I Might Just Be Gettin' NicerThem Young Boys Ain't Ready For Real30's The New 20 Niggia I'm So Hot Still[chorus]I Use To Let My Pants Sag, Not Givin' A *****Bae Boy, Now I'm All Grown UpI Use To Cruise The Used Car Lot, Put Chrome On The TruckBae Boy, Now I'm All Grown UpI Use To Play The Block Like That (like That)I Use To Carry Knots Like That (like That)Now I Got Black Cards, Good Credit And SuchBae Boy, Cuz I'm All Grown Up30's The New 20 Nigga, I'm On Fire StillThese Young Boys Is Like A Fire Drills (uugh)False Alarms (uugh)Next Don? (naah)Heen Got- (on)To The Next One (young)I'm Still Here (yeah)Still Here, Like Mike Gotta Stop Playin' With These Childrens (yeah)I'm A Bully With The BucksDon't Let The Patten Leather Shoes Fool You Young'n, I Got The Fully In The TuxThat Was My Past Now I'm So Grown UpI Don't Got One Gun Army, Got A Slum ArmyTo Hire A Gun Army, Get You Spun Like LaundryAnd I'll Be Somewhere Under Palm Trees CalmlyListen To R&b When We Get The Call He'sNo Longer Wit' Us Fire Your BabysittersYou Lil' *****s Fall Back For Real30's The New 20 Nigga, I'm So Hot Still[chorus]I Use To Let My Pants Sag, Not Givin' A *****Bae Boy, Now I'm All Grown UpI Use To Cruise The Used Car Lot, Put Chrome On The TruckBae Boy, Now I'm All Grown UpI Use To Wear My Hoodie Like That (like That)Pile Deep In The Hoopty Like That (like That)Now I Got Black Cards, Good Credit And SuchBae Boy, Cuz I'm All Grown UpYall Roll Blunts, I Smoke Cubans All DayYall Young'ns Chase, I'm Patron And It's GreyI Like South Beach But I'm In San TropezYall Drink Dom But Not Rose' (hey)Your Chick Shop In The MallMy Chick Burnin' Down Berdolph'sComin' Back With Birken BagsYour Chick Is Like What Type Of Purse Is That?I'm From The Era Where Niggas Don't SnitchYou From The Era Where Snitchin' Is The ShitI'm Afraid Of The Future (why?) Yall Respect The One Who Got ShotI Respect The ShooterYall Go To Parties To Ice GrillI Go To Parties To Party With Nice GirlsYou Young Boys Gotta Chill30's The New 20 Nigga, I'm So Hot Still[chorus]I Use To Let My Pants Sag, Not Givin' A *****Bae Boy, Now I'm All Grown UpI Use To Cruise The Used Car Lot, Put Chrome On The TruckBae Boy, Now I'm All Grown UpYeah We Use To Ball Like That (like That)Now We On The Ball Team, Halla Back (holla Back)Now I Got Black Cards, Good Credit And SuchBae Boy, Cuz I'm All Grown Up
