GTA

Uhh

Yeah, it’s Jay-no Z, Eazy-no E

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..

R1, R2, L1, X, Left, Down, Right Up, Left, Down, Right, Up
Baby I’m a money cheat
L1, R1, Square, R1, Left, R2, R1, Left, Square, Down, L1, L1
Just in case I got some company
Baby I’m a hot boy, running back the shmoney dance
Your shorty’s gonna holler at me as if I was Jungle Beats
Think Arizona how they wanna be my Suns
Cause my young boys NBA, but dick riders ain't my cup of tea

So backup before Brodie back you down
These kids get hit before they graduate, get cap - no gown
You rap like everyonе else, becausе you don’t have no sound
Your bars are hot potato, because they got passed around
You gotta hear me, I’m poppin like I am a cyst
I said fuck cancer, then I gave her cancer dick
How I make shorty my baby, but
I’m the one she pamper (shit)
Mad ‘cause I’m established or more up than your establishment
Or because my team is stacked, like a bag of Ritz
How my pockets fat, when i got a high metabolism
Mama said ‘Jay, you be killin’ ‘em’ - word to Fabolous
I just know the right buttons

R1, R2, L1, X, Left, Down, Right Up, Left, Down, Right, Up
Baby I’m a money cheat
L1, R1, Square, R1, Left, R1, L2
Just in case I got some company
Baby I’m a hot boy, running back the shmoney dance
Your shorty’s gonna holler at me as if I was Jungle Beats
Think Arizona how they wanna be my Suns
Cause my young boys NBA, but dick riders ain't my cup of tea

I’ve been held back in school twice
But get more than ones who’ve never failed
I’m the smartest dumbass that you’ve ever met
Maybe it’s because i was exposed to a porn at a young age so i always sexualized female teachers thinkin’-
Bitch don’t give me a test, Give me some head
Fuck it, now it don’t even matter
I’m Jeff hardy on top of the ladder
‘Cause The crowd wanna see me fall off
But all I do is get a bag up
Like when I get on a plane with a carry-on, all I do is Get a bag up
I could go to Canada and y’all would witness a baller, but I never play for the raptors
Watch how they when pull a stick from the sleeve it isn’t to “ABRACADABRA”
It’s to make sure your kid don’t see you in prison right after your baby mom had her
(I got the cheat code)

R1, R2, L1, X, Left, Down, Right Up, Left, Down, Right, Up
Baby I’m a money cheat
L1, R1, Square, R1, Left, R1, L2
Just in case I got some company
Baby I’m a hot boy, running back the shmoney dance
Your shorty’s gonna holler at me as if I was Jungle Beats
Think Arizona how they wanna be my Suns
Cause my young boys NBA, but dick riders ain't my cup of tea