Dead Presidents III (Original Version) - Jay-Z Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Dead Presidents III (Original Version) de Jay-Z

Dead Presidents III (Original Version) est une chanson de Jay-Z pour laquelle les lyrics ont été ajoutés en 2013.

Les paroles de Dead Presidents III (Original Version) ont fait l'objet d'une relecture, cependant, il est probable que se cachent encore des erreurs. N'hésitez pas à proposer vos corrections par mail.

Vous pouvez écouter la chanson de Jay-Z avec la vidéo ci-dessous.

D-P, D-P, D-P III
III, III, III, D-P III

While others spit that
Wonderama shit
Me and my conglomerates
Same crime, bigger trial
Ya Honor suck a dick,
Let me live out my dreams
Until my heart give out
Devour cream
You know exactly what this is about
Fuck y all mean
Handlin' since a teen
Like LeBron or Sebastian
High school graduates
Straight to the league
I ain't waitin' for my knee to blow
Yesterday I was needin' this dough
Get it, I was kneadin' this dough
Long as your math is fast
If your readin' is slow
Yo, my life ain't rosy
But I roll with it
My mind was fine till the dough hit 'er
Then told me that the Mo' did it
And now it's Kosher, shit is so Hasidic
I blow a digit on the diamond
At San Tropé visits
And won't miss it
So don't twist it
Young is just as nice
More wrists than '96 TRICK


[Refrain]
(DPIII)
YES
Washingtons go to wifey
You know how that go
Jacksons go back
Then we cop us some mo'
The Benjamins go in the stash box
Under the floor
I'm out for presidents to represent me
Now you know
(DPIII, DPIII)

What? It ain't no more to it
While others spit that
Wonderama shit
Me and my conglomerates
Same crime, bigger trial
Ya Honor suck a dick,
Let me live out my dreams
Until my heart give out
Devour cream
You know exactly what this is about
Fuck y all mean
Handlin' since a teen
Like LeBron or Sebastian
High school graduates
Straight to the league
I ain't waitin' for my knee to blow
Yesterday I was needin' this dough
Get it, I was kneadin' this dough
Long as your math is fast
If your readin' is slow
Yo, my life ain't rosy
But I roll with it
My mind was fine till the dough hit 'er
Then told me that the Mo' did it
And now it's Kosher, shit is so Hasidic
I blow a digit on the diamond
At San Tropé visits
And won't miss it
So don't twist it
Young is just as nice
More wrists than '96 TRICK

[Refrain]

What? It ain't no more to it...


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