Song I wrote a bit ago
An Open Response to Jay-Z
Egyptian cotton pillows lookin’ fly
My gang’s on the street ready make a hater die
But when you’re eatin’ foie gras up in the Benjamins
It’s hard to tell G-Unit that a woman made you cry last night
I’ve got the Hummer out back with all aftermarket parts
I call up West Coast Customs if the Caddy won’t start
I’ve shaken off the Crips but I can’t shake the feeling
That some sorry-ass motherfucker just keyed my heart, check it
Ballas to the left, hoes to the right
My loneliness in the middle cuz she ain’t in sight
Well you know what, Jay, I’ve been there before
But I’ve got ninety nine problems and the bitch is ninety four
Check it
HARMONICA SOLO
Popping corks on royal estate Courvoisier
Hoes up in my bedroom in the middle of the day
But I’m sober and lonely drawing her name in the sand
With my nine-millimeter gat fucker stay away from my shit
Bringin the party and pushin’ the rocks
Ain’t got nothing on the way she talks
I don’t need the Camaro I don’t need the glocks the hatahs pushing her away just pushin her away I don’t need that anymore
CHORUS X 2
Egyptian cotton pillows lookin’ fly
My gang’s on the street ready make a hater die
But when you’re eatin’ foie gras up in the Benjamins
It’s hard to tell G-Unit that a woman made you cry last night
I’ve got the Hummer out back with all aftermarket parts
I call up West Coast Customs if the Caddy won’t start
I’ve shaken off the Crips but I can’t shake the feeling
That some sorry-ass motherfucker just keyed my heart, check it
Ballas to the left, hoes to the right
My loneliness in the middle cuz she ain’t in sight
Well you know what, Jay, I’ve been there before
But I’ve got ninety nine problems and the bitch is ninety four
Check it
HARMONICA SOLO
Popping corks on royal estate Courvoisier
Hoes up in my bedroom in the middle of the day
But I’m sober and lonely drawing her name in the sand
With my nine-millimeter gat fucker stay away from my shit
Bringin the party and pushin’ the rocks
Ain’t got nothing on the way she talks
I don’t need the Camaro I don’t need the glocks the hatahs pushing her away just pushin her away I don’t need that anymore
CHORUS X 2