[Intro: Jay-Z & DJ Clue]
Yeah.. DJ Clue! A/K/A/, William, M. Holla..
With William H. Holla
The world's most infamous
The Holla family nigga
Roc-A-Fella Records, c'mon
Dynasty! New Jay-Z! Beanie Sigel!
Stick to the script!
We live money over bitches nigga stick to the script
Remember where you heard it first.. stupid!
Cop, flip, we re-up; get back to the shift
Money over bitches nigga stick to the script
DJ Clue!
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (DJ Clue)]
YO, they call me William H. (H!) the all-time great (GREAT!)
I fuck the most hoes out of New York State (STATE!)
I rock my jewels (JEWELS!) I'm not a fool (FOOL!)
In the small of my back I got this big-ass tool (ha hah!)
When I'm skatin' through the city and I stop and kick it
Be the most asked question - how I got them digits?
I say I stay on my grind, never stop for bitches
Never talk like a mime I gotta watch you snitches
And I stick to the script, that's my advice so live
Eat nigga, let it stick to your ribs
I seen niggas go from handlin' birds to ramblin' words
To the man, seen a Sammy the Bull emerge on the stand
And it was all good just a week ago
We lost Ty and E, but we still eatin' though
For like a hundred weeks nigga, we gon' run the streets
Til we reach Malik or the date of E's release
Peep Hova in a Jeep Rover, passin' reefer over
To this freak, breathe mami this is good weed mami
Three, hommies under the belt, three extra clip
We aim, we shoot; y'all shoot aim, we stick to the script
C'mon!
Yeah.. DJ Clue! A/K/A/, William, M. Holla..
With William H. Holla
The world's most infamous
The Holla family nigga
Roc-A-Fella Records, c'mon
Dynasty! New Jay-Z! Beanie Sigel!
Stick to the script!
We live money over bitches nigga stick to the script
Remember where you heard it first.. stupid!
Cop, flip, we re-up; get back to the shift
Money over bitches nigga stick to the script
DJ Clue!
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (DJ Clue)]
YO, they call me William H. (H!) the all-time great (GREAT!)
I fuck the most hoes out of New York State (STATE!)
I rock my jewels (JEWELS!) I'm not a fool (FOOL!)
In the small of my back I got this big-ass tool (ha hah!)
When I'm skatin' through the city and I stop and kick it
Be the most asked question - how I got them digits?
I say I stay on my grind, never stop for bitches
Never talk like a mime I gotta watch you snitches
And I stick to the script, that's my advice so live
Eat nigga, let it stick to your ribs
I seen niggas go from handlin' birds to ramblin' words
To the man, seen a Sammy the Bull emerge on the stand
And it was all good just a week ago
We lost Ty and E, but we still eatin' though
For like a hundred weeks nigga, we gon' run the streets
Til we reach Malik or the date of E's release
Peep Hova in a Jeep Rover, passin' reefer over
To this freak, breathe mami this is good weed mami
Three, hommies under the belt, three extra clip
We aim, we shoot; y'all shoot aim, we stick to the script
C'mon!
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