Jay-z - Ain't No n***a (Live) lyrics

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Jay-z - Ain't No n***a (Live) lyrics

I keep it fresher than the next b**h No need for you to ever sweat the next b**h with speed I make the best b**h see the exit indeed You gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver You gotcha own '96 suh-in the ride And keep your a** tighter than Versace that's why You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me they conniving sh** The first chance to crack the bank They try me, all they get is 50 Cent franks and papayas From the village to the tele time to k** it on your belly no question I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence They say s** is a weapon so when I shoot Meet your d**h in less than 8 seconds Still poundin' in my after life, laugin' my sh** is tight You who askin' right? Ain't no n***a like the one I got No one can f** you betta Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man a they own, man a they own) Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin' half black and Filipino fakin' no jacks Got you a beeper to feel important Surrounding your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan I keep ya dove but love, you know these hoe's be makin' me weak Y'all know how it goes 'B and so I creep I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken in You can't change a players game in the 9th inning The chrome rim spinning keeps 'em grinnin' So I run way the f** up in 'em and wrinkle the face like linnin' I play hard till they say, 'God, he's keepin' it real jigga stay hard Lawd, don't even trip" I never slip, n***a, what you don't see is whatcha get Weapons concealed what the f** y'all feel When you n***a play sick we can all get ill what's, the deal? Ain't no n***a like the one I got No one can f** you betta Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man a they own, man a they own) Yo, ain't no stoppin' this, no lie Promise to stay monogamous, I try But love, you know these hoe's be makin' me weak Y'all knows how it goes 'B so I stay deep What up, boo? Just keep me laced in the illa snakes Bank rolls and sh**, back rubs in the French tubs Mackin' this b**h, wifee, n***a so when you flip that coke Remember them days you was dead broke But now, your style and I raised you basically made you into a don Flippin' weight, h**n and sh**, you know my p**y is all that That's why I get begets 5 carats and all that From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell I'm ringin' bells So who the playa? I still keep you in the illest gators Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin' On how I f** the best a sh** specially when I'm flippin' Baileys Don't give a f** about how you move with them other mamis I push da Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life f** them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters before this rap sh** When you was in letters and bullsh** berattas And eek cla**es with mo in the gla**es Shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's Now all your mens' up in your Benz's High post, I swear you be k**in' me Playin' inside my pubic hairs I never worry 'bout them other chicks 'Cuz you proved who was your wiz When you was spinnin' that b**h I took a little when you was up North Your comisary stay pilin' How you livin' large on the island All them collects have me vex but when you come home Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checks Now, we on the rise your diamond, mami, wit the slanted eyes Holdin' this grip co*ked the green and the sh** f**s, no, I see half the dough Made you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars Ain't no n***a like the one I got No one can f** you betta Sleeps around but he gives me a lot Keeps you in diamonds and leathers Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone Tell the freaks to find a man of their own (Man a they own, man a they own)