Ain`t No Nigga

[Jay-Z]<br>I keep it fresher than the next bitch<br>no need..for you to ever sweat the next bitch<br>..with speed, I make the best bitch see the exit..indeed, <br>you gotta know your thoroughly respected by me,<br>you get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver<br>you gotcha own `96 suh-in..the ride<br>and keep your ass tighter than Versace thats why<br>you gotta watch your friends you got to watch me<br>they conniving shit<br>the first chance to crack the bank<br>they try me, all they get is 50 cent franks<br>and papayas, from the village to the tele<br>time to kill it on your belly no question <br>I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence<br>they say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot<br>mmet your death in less than 8 seconds<br>still poundin in my after life..<br>laugin my shit is tight<br>you who askin right...<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Aint no nigga like the one I got<br>no one can fuck you betta<br>sleeps around but he gives me alot<br>keeps you in diamonds and leathers<br>friends `ill tell me I should leave you alone<br>hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha<br>tell the freaks to find a man of there own<br>(man a they own, man a they own)<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag<br>lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks<br>got you a beeper to feel important<br>surrouding your feet in Joanie Dega`s and Charles Jordan<br>I keep ya dove but love <br>you know these ho`s be makin me weak<br>yall knows how it goes `b and so I creep<br>Ive been sinnin since you been playin wit Barbie and Ken in<br>you can`t change a players game in the 9th inning<br>the chrome rim spinning keeps em grinnin<br>so I run way the fuck up in em<br>and wrinkle the face like linnin<br>I play hard-eh till they say God..<br>he`s keepin it real jigga stay hard<br>lawd don`t even trip<br>I never slip, nigga what you dont see is whatcha get<br>weapons concealed what the fuck yall feel<br>when you nigga play sick we can all get ill<br>-whats the deal-<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>Yo, aint no stoppin this, no lie<br>promise to stay monogamous, I try<br>but love you know these ho`s be makin me weak<br>Y`all knows how it goes B so I stay deep<br><br>[Foxy Brown]<br>What up boo just keep me laced in the illa snakes<br>bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the french tubs<br>Mackin this bitch, wifee nigga <br>so when you flip that coke <br>remember them days you was dead broke<br>but now your style and I raised you<br>basically made you into a don<br>flippin weight..heroin and shit<br>you know my pussy is all that<br>thats why I get bagets 5 carats and all that<br>From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell I`m ringin bells<br>so who the playa, I still keep you in the illest gators<br>Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin<br>on how I fuck the best a shit<br>specially when Im flippin Baileys<br>dont give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis<br>I push da Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life<br>Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was<br>I got you frontin in Armani sweaters<br>before this rap shit <br>when you was in letters and bullshit berattas<br>and eek classes with mo in the glasses<br>shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally`s<br>now all your mens` up in your benz`s<br>high post, I swear you be killin me<br>playin inside my pubic hairs<br>I never worry bout them other chicks<br>cuz you proved who was your wiz<br>when you was spinnin that bitch<br>I took a little when you was up north<br>your comisary stay pilin<br>how you livin large on the island<br>all them collects have me vex<br>but when you come home <br>knew I was comin off wit half of dem checks<br>now we on the rise<br>your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes<br>holdin this grip cocked the green and the shit<br>Fucks no, I see half the dough<br>Made you into a star, pushin hundred thousand dollar cars<br><br>Chorus