You’re Welcome JAY-Z (Ft. Mary J. Blige & Swizz Beatz)

[Intro: Mary J. Blige]
Turn, turn me up a little bit, when that music comes in it gets loud

[Jay-Z]: Swizzy!!!!!!

[Swizz Beatz] (Jay-Z) (*Mary J. Blige):
YES!!!!!!!! Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high!
Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high! (*La dee da da da!!!)
(It be very different now, Swizzy)
Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high! Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high!
(*Oh oh oh!)
(I need everybody put your hands up, wave from side to side right quick for me)
Slow down Hov, you're killing 'em

[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Swizz Beatz)]
Yeah, you would think I was on 'roids
I been hitting so long and I'm a big headed boy
Nah we ain't on HGH
Though I might pick up some weight when I'm running through your state
(Running through your state) Nah, nah, nah, we ain't on the clear
We on the runway in back to back Lairs (in the air)
Yeah Yeah, it's Ms. No More Drama
And Barack Obama rhymers, feel honored (talk to 'em Hov)
I put my life on these tracks
You act like y'all don't wanna pay me for the facts
Luckily my therapy is to rap
I just bare my soul I don't expect nothing back (get it up)
You're all welcome, long as you felt them
I was gon' get mine, you know where the hell I'm from
I'm from the bottom, so I do this from the diapers
Quick fast, turn the Big Apple into cider
I do this, I'm a writer and a rider
Spew it 'cause I'm nicer, but I do this for the lifers (tell 'em again Hov)
I'm a writer and a rider
Spew it 'cause I'm nicer, but I do this for the lifers, you're welcome