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B B Jay His Love

Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Jay

Just looking for that hook [Chorus - Eminem] (Wait Dre look!) Shorty I love you And you love me too We were meant to be 'cause shorty You love me And I love

easy Especially when a nigga wanna stunt like Jeezy And his CDs' didn't sell like his CDs' Man, that nigga blew all of his chips on dem breezies Mad

Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Jay

fail from blundering Shady lifted his wing than I fell from under it Now I'm freefallin' My career is gone and the weed callin' Regardless of who's fault I was b

happens frequently the hood inspired him to be a G, i bled for the game did it all for the letter B the big homie gave me the name jay rock, this aint

work God I love my little nasty girl Know I love my little nasty girl I love my little nasty girl All the ladies if you wit me grab your *** for B.I.

it My AK slay gays and spray strays with niggas names on it Often not bugs and much softer than thugs Have a chump coughin blood fill his coffin with

., my P.O. is a dickhead twerp Yeah, he a jerk and love to cock block work And my next door neighbor, yeah, he got that way In the trunk of his Cadillac