Jay-Z - A Million & 1 Questions Lyrics
Jay-z:I did it again niggaz*****ed up, right? ha, I knowI know what yall niggaz asking yourselfHe gonna ever fall off?No......lot of speculationOn the monies Ive made, honeys Ive slayedHow is he for real? is that nigga really paid?Hustlers Ive met or, dealt with directIs it true he slay the beef and slept with a tech?Whats the position you hold? can you really matchA triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single goin gold?Roc-a-fella ship fold, and youre left out in the coldIs it back to charging mother*****ers 11 for an oFor the millionth time askin meQuestions like wendy williams, harrassin meThen get upset when I catch feelingsCan I get a minute to breathe? and in that minute you leaveWhile Im looking at my rol ice spinnin on my sleeveUggh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?Like you said in friend or foe and if so, what block?What you doin in l.a., with phillipinos and esesLatinos and cheves, down by pico withh fredericoI answer all your questions but then yall got to goNow the question I ask you is how bad you want to know? blaow!Uh-huh uh uh uh uh-huh uh-huh, how we do? what?Uh-huh uh uh uh uh-huh uh-huh, how we do?98 primo remix and aint nothing differentI dont kow what the hell niggas been snifinJiggas still dippin chrome on the whips and4 days out the week find me in the kitchenStill in the game nigga, hooked like gluePopie gave me one pie, but it cook like twoIm a crook like you,Cats around my way was buyin brand new whips and shit, what could I do?Know when Im supposed to style,Im the husters poster child, rock lizards and crock-a-dileLive ironic and what-notPut all that ice on the face of a watch just to make it hotNow you see me on them stagesRocks in the air lookin like blue lasers, never fool gazersAct couragous, I smack em wit da two acesMack double one, nigga Im troublesomeAll I got for chicks hard dick and bubble gumFlip bricks like fred, barney rubble and thumIts the rock-a-fella click, whats *****ed up wit thum?Not a damn thang nigga, we doin our damn thing.. blaow!!!Uh-huh uh uh uh uh-huh uh-huh, how we do? come on....Radio announcer:Sounds so beautiful, dont you agree ladies and gentlemen? ?(music changes)Jay-z:Ha! well they call me jay-hovah cause the flow is religiousEver since I was 16 I been holding digitsIm seeing this industry clearerAs if I had coke in the trunk and cops in the rear mirrorI slow flows all to death, so yall hos know whos best, jigga!!The flow be ipendito, for the mamas I hable espanol nikitoO-et-te I got timing like a subway, now holla back ba-byUh-huh-huh jay-z, you motha *****in rightIn the darkest nights let off my gun for lightTo guide yall through, show you how its doneIm the question and the answer like iversonJets be private ones, no gate to liftSo when I take flight its from hanger 6Bang wit this, wake up wit one in your brainAnd the cocaine flows straight, numbin your painThis aint your speed young man, run in your laneSo I can come through doin a hundred and changeI put one in your frame picture that, whos runnin the gameLets get to that I guess we one in the same, a million and oneOnce againNovacane flow, ho you aint knowLike a balla in an impalla jigga remain lowThen I pop up and tear your block up and kick off like soccerIn a range rove twist hos like ankles, till the next time poppaI hit yall with a million more
