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JAY-Z

"Roc-A-Fella Billionaires"

Roc-A-Fella millionaires b*tch, early, that's right, haha
{Hey Big Sp-, Hey Big, Hey, Hey Big Spender}

[Verse 1: Freeway]
30 mill in the bank, 30 grand on the wrist, and
20 mill in the Swiss-and, 30 birds in a tank
Diamonds all in the face, blind ya face when it glisten
Ace of Spade, not that Crissy, man you know what we drink
Got my automa-k, in my new Gucci slippers
I bring my loafers from Louies, what the f*ck did you think?
When I step in the place, b*tches running up to me, yelling
{Hey big spender!}

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Geah, geah, geah, geah
I turn a nick to a dime, dime to some millions
A brick to the rock, the Roc into some buildings
When ya n*gga feeling I might see about a billion
'Fore I leave the building, now that's what I call a billing
Uh, balling, you still crawling, children, call him
When ya start walking I be wheeling, flooring
Something foreign, no ceiling, chilling

[Hook: Jay-Z and Freeway]
{Hey big spender!} That's what them hoes say
{Hey!} Hov pouring rosé
{Hey!} Rose gold, Royal Oak, Audemars, okay
(Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chea
That's what them hoes say
Free pouring rosé
Roc-A-Fella millionaires, we stack that paper everyday, yeah

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
I'm a jet fuel abuser, now 7-4 to the 5
Hova's dough is on autopilot, I don't even drive
In the 'Bach with my shoes up, I just took back the Phantom
Too many f*ckers could fathom, what it felt like to have 'em
I just copped me a "All-Things", a professional ball team
Tell me I ain't the illest hustler y'all seen
When you don't buy out the bar, you buy the bar
That's what ya call
{Hey big spender!} Ha,ha,ha,haaa

[Verse 4: Freeway]
I got some dough on the block, got some dough getting wrists
I got a villa in Tahiti and I don't owe no rent
I got that paper for real-a, and these n*ggas finally thinking
Eat my cake up in the safe and take a slice of the dilla
Three hundred grands of damn willa, why ya'll n*ggas debating
I'm copping, y'all n*ggas hating cuz I'm making that scrilla
They know me F-Baby gorrilla, when I step in the building, they saying
{Hey big spender!}

[Hook]

[Verse 5: (F) = Freeway (J) = Jay-Z]
(F) Although I'm good with addition, the flow so scientific
(J) Gold plate like Cris', so I reverse the system
(F) Came from poverty striken (J) to the top of the Forbes
(F) Now the property's listed (J) in high society district
(J) '76 is the floor (F) '94 with the raw
(J) '96 with the flow (F) 2008 with the spitting
(F) Now drop a grip up in the mall, two hundred grand at the district, we living, b*tches

[Hook]

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