Jay-z - n***a Please lyrics

(feat. Young Chris) [Pharrell] What, uh, c'mon, uh, keep the change, my n***a, (it's too late) It's too late for that Don't gotta to spit that game Keep the change, my n***a, it's too late for that Keep the change, my n***a, it's too late for that [Jay-Z] Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, b**h holla [Chorus: Pharrell] My n***a, please - you ain't signing no checks like these My n***a, please - you pushing no wheels like these My n***a, please - you ain't holding no tecks like these My n***a, please - you don't pop in vest like these [Jay-Z] My n***a please, uh-huh, uh, This my world, pimp stroll n***a please, you ain't start out from your trunk Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk n***a please, chumps don't tour like us You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus n***a please, you ain't got your neck all froze With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes n***a please, you don't be getting no hoes With La Perla on they cheeks, can't be messing with cheap chicks n***a please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeans Manolo Blahnik I'm going through they body like an ultrasonic You ain't got 'em blowing no chronic Divine intervention, you can't prevent me from shining n***a please, I been around the world Damn near beat Jordan in around-the-world n***a please, you can't even hold my shoes I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (n***a) better than you [Chorus + ad libs] [Jay-Z] Uh, pimp strolling on 'em Black diamonds, rose goldin' on 'em Paper foldin' on 'em Snuck pa** the dog noses with the Foldger's on 'em Keys, Saran Wrap with petroleum on 'em Snitch got pinched but he toned it on 'em Lawyers got it adjourned, try {?} on 'em Witnesses, it's no holdin' on 'em Just George Jefferson strollin' on 'em n***a please, this is me, this is real as it be My videos is like real TV That chick, that's me, that six, that's me That boat, I had it on the Mediterranean sea n***a please [Chorus + ad libs] [Young Chris] Yo, yo, n***a please, y'all ain't seeing no checks like these (no) Y'all don't run up in record labels demanding respect like we Y'all don't rock your Roc-A-Wear Nike checks like we Y'all coach cla**, y'all never private jet like we My n***a please, y'all don't smoke the sour diesel like us You don't go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than us Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us And repeat it we must, y'all don't re-up like us Ay, y'all ain't being like us, 'cause y'all don't see it like us The move the D's when they rush My n***a please, they must be on E's and dust Then n***as f'in with pills, y'all don't get G's like us My n***a please, y'all young'ns ain't got O.G.s like me B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem n***a please, somebody must've ga**ed your team Think a n***a outrun or outlast gangrene (GangGreen) My n***a please [Chorus + ad libs] [Pharrell] Amazing man, got your aerosol, I made my money, but don't trouble the law I keep the womens around I got the gremlin's crazy And wanna know the time Better have me shades, see My n***a please [Chorus + ad libs]