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Jay-Z - Face Off (feat. Sauce Money) Lyrics

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  • {***Jay-Z , (Sauce)***}
  • Jay-Z talking: Sauce motha*****in, jigga, jigga feel this...
  • Chorus
  • This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me
  • (If ya feel me) ***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes
  • (This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me)
  • If ya feel me (***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes)
  • Verse 1
  • Yeah (If ya want some put ya guns up it's on)
  • Ladies know that when the sun's up I'm gone
  • (***** them *****es though digits though)
  • *****, now if I bring it niggas know whaat
  • (All black gat with the mack out)
  • I take shorty to the rest blow her back out
  • sun dress undress throw her back out (biotch)
  • (in & out like a crack house) keep it moving
  • (Face off with the .38 scraped off)
  • keep shorty maced can't throw a 4-4 eight ball
  • know your place (so it starts when ya least expect)
  • (the yeast infect) you don't imitate *****es
  • (piece protected) so I hear you hate *****es?
  • (love the dough, ya flow irritate niggas)
  • ***** them though, it's all out and
  • have a fall out I *****ed ya girl
  • (On top now we call out ***** the world)
  • (Face Off!)
  • Chorus
  • (This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me)
  • If ya feel me (***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes)
  • This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me
  • (If ya feel me) ***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes
  • Verse 2
  • (I apologize ladies I'm lovin' ya right)
  • you must be used to me trickin' but we *****in' tonight
  • (No wine no dine) no wheelin' the whip
  • all night long just feelin' the dick be-i-itch
  • (Sauce motha*****in' slayin' I'm sayin' with no delayin')
  • (Can you beat that? I eat that) you just playin'
  • nigga you neva know what a chick could do
  • (pull the trigga too) check the shit jigga do
  • (My crew) mackin' the same ***** (I do)
  • (back man stack grands) daddy like I you
  • (Love them hoes jigga?) Ha how that sound?
  • women start to fall we all bat around
  • Let my whole team hit it (scatter 'round)
  • you never seen wit it (pat 'em down)
  • check for cream in it (These riches)
  • got nu'hin to do wit these *****es
  • (Nothin' y'all can do to stop these digits)
  • (Face Off!)
  • Chorus
  • This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me
  • (If ya feel me) ***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes
  • (This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me)
  • If ya feel me (***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes)
  • Verse 3
  • (Can I touch that?) what's that? Leave it for dead.
  • Keep ya arm over ya face my nigga (keep ya head)
  • (keep a mind to survive if ya sleep ya dead)
  • Stay fly 'til ya die nigga deep with prayer
  • (with each word ya say I guess the beef is dead)
  • Ladies & gentlemen (like impeach the Prez)
  • (Val Kilmer style nigga draw heat with feds)
  • (broad day like De Niro shoot all day)
  • I'm the man *****in' the tracks and you just foreplay
  • get a hit I, I come through, blow up, you spit out
  • What keep it *****ed faithfully like salop
  • with one in the drop don't get hit up
  • (I be the 4-5th flamer hoes ***** shamer)
  • (clap cats a snitch she'll give ya whole click name up)
  • Look I done came up (and) thought a whole game up
  • meet me in the square with one in the chamber
  • (The Face Off nigga)
  • Chorus
  • This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me
  • (If ya feel me) ***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes
  • (This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel
  • me)
  • If ya feel me (***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these
  • hoes)
  • This goes out to my Brooklyn crew put ya gun up (in the air) if ya feel
  • me
  • ***** 'em all day (***** 'em all night) we don't love these hoes
  • (This goes out... put ya guns up in the air) if ya feel me if ya feel
  • (***** 'em all day ***** 'em all night we don't love these hoes) Yeah!!
  • This goes out (to my Brooklyn crew)...

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