Jay-Z lyrics

Jay-Z lyrics

"Take You Home With Me A.k.a. Body lyrics"

I Can Make It lyrics
I'm tired of closing my eyes, to picture you in my mind It feels so cold to be alone Not sure where I want to be, so close to finding my dream We need to hold on to all the times we spoke of love Now I pray to God above that someday I can find the door I'm looking for [Jay-Z]
Uh, uhh uhh, Kel's
Young, M, X, tra, money, let's go

[Chorus 2X: R. Kelly + (Girl)]
Girl you know you got a body-adi-adi (do you like it?)
Where you get your little body-adi-adi (do you want it?)
Girl I wanna freak your body-adi-adi (what you want it?)
I just wanna take you home with me

[Jay-Z]
She get it from her momma..
You can't tie a sweater over that ass, it hotter than pajamas
We lay back, blowin ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV - WHOA
I crept up behind her
Mami threw it lik
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it
e a quarterback, I caught that like Rice
I call mami Montana, bandana
Tied her hands up - this is gangsta love
Threw on a rap CD, we gangsta fucked
This ain't R&B smooth, I ain't a R&B dude
Poured a glass of Army, got mami in the mood
Then she stripped for me like the "Moulin Rouge"
I think I might wife her
Y'know, powder blue Roc-a-Wear suit, white Nike her
Add mami to the cypher
R.O.C. for life cuz, the gang motherfucker

[Chorus]

[R. Kelly]
I make ya hotter than the next bitch - no need
for you to ever sweat
Friend Of Mine lyrics
(feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse) [Intro: DJ Paul] yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsayn Once again it's on baby, y'all know what time it is I know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn, You gatta actually killa a mothafucka out here Just ta let a nigga now you a
the next bitch - with speed
I make the next bitch see the exit - indeed
Gotta know you're ver-ily respected - by me
You get the keys to the Lexus - but no drive
You get your own 2002, she through ridin
Keep yo' ass tighter than Versace
That's why you gotta watch yo' friends
You gotta watch me, they connivin shit
See I just wanna freak your body-adi-adi
I know you don't do this for everybody-adi
But everybody ain't as horny as me
And your body's - callin, me...

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Uhh, yeah
Mami shot through t
Reckless Life lyrics
I'm reckless and feelin' no pain You know I've got no need to control Livin' with the danger I'm always on the edge now With million dollar visions that I hold Livin' like this never ever Tore my life apart I know how to maintain And you know I know my part he pad with the Mark Jacobs bag
The thick stitched seam and her favorite ass jeans
Y'all know the first date wearers
to make objects bigger than they appear like a rearview mirror
Oh her shoe game is real
She gave 'em the Christian Libountins(?) with the four inch heels
But honestly my favorite type of gear
is a scrungy for her hair and LaPearla underwear, clear?

[R. Kelly]
Girl I hear you callin, let's stop stallin
Do what we came to do
Girl I hear you callin, let's stop stallin
Baby I want you, yeah

[Chorus]
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