(One thing)
When I come back like Jordan, wearin' the four five
Grand openin', grand closin'
Well fuck it, I ain't budgin'
Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
It's so muh'fuckin' soulful man
with cheap imitations for dese generations
He's killin' all y'all jive turkeys
Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
From Marcy to Madison Square
Then I'm leavin', that's how you get me back
Send Kanye change, send just some dust
I came, I saw, I conquered
Yeah, okay
(Yea)
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
Do y'all want more of the Jigga man?
(Whoah, whoah, whoah)
just draw off inspiration
Record companies told me I couldn't cut it
A little somethin' like this, woo
Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm blowin' you to smithereens
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
I'm, young H O, rap's Grateful Dead
Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy
And that's two point four, and I'm only doin' two
Now look at me, all star studded
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
After a year of them 16's, it's one point two
Yeah hearin' me rap is like hearin' G rap in his prime
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
( Hova, Hova)
It ain't to play games witchu
Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage
So this here is the victory lap
(Hova, Hova)
How sick is this? You want to bang
Send Hip a grip, then you got' spit
All 'cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculous
From record sales, to sold out concerts
Say Hova, c'mon say it, Hova, Hova, are y'all out there?
But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
To be at an all time high, perfect time to say goodbye
Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
Golfer above par like I putted
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
I like the way this one feel
So for one last time, nigga make some noise
I can get you B E T and T R L too
They love you Jigga, they love you Jigga!
Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!
After me, there shall be no more
As fate would have it, Jay's status appears
Well if y'all want more of the Jigga man
Now can I get an encore, do you want more
You wanted to gain attention new dudes
You wanna be in the public, send your budget
Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Now what the hell are you waitin for?
Ow, it's star time, this man is made
Young did it to death, you gotta love it
(What the hell are you waiting for?)
Cocksucker take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
