H To The Izzo lyrics - Jay Z

Ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing...

[girls singing]

H to the izz-O...V to the izz-A...

Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world

The flow o' the century...oh it's timeless...HOVE!

Thanks for comin' out tonight

You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me

I appreciate that...uuunnnh...

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA

Was herbin' em in the home of the Terrapins

Got it dirt cheap for them

Plus if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' them

Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them

Wasn't born hustlers I was burpin' em

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy

Can't leave rap alone the game needs me

Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy

Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in

But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

Not guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to me

Therefore he doesn't exist

So poof...vamoose son of a bitch

[CHORUS]

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

Not guilty ya'll got-ta feel me

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

That's the anthem get'cha damn hands UP!

Holla at me...

I do this for my culture

To let 'em know what a nigga look like...when a nigga in a roaster

Show 'em how to move in a room full 'o vultures

Industry shady it need to be taken over

Label owners hate me I'm raisin' the status quo up

I'm overchargin' niggaz for what they did to the Cold Crush

Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold us

We can talk, but money talks so talk mo' bucks

[CHORUS]

Yeah...

Hove is back, life stories told through rap

Niggaz actin' like I sold you crack

Like I told you sell drugs...no...

Hove did that so hopefully you won't have to go through that

I was raised in the pro-jects, roaches and rats

Smokers out back, sellin' they mama's sofa

Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave

Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk

Me under a lamp post, why I got my hand closed?

Cracks in my palm, watchin' the long arm o' the law

So you know I seen it all before

I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight

To try and to fail, the two things I hate

Succeed in this rap game, the two things is great

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

What else can I say about dude, I gets bizzay

[CHORUS]

[girls singing]

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A... [4x to fade out]

Hey Papi lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Amil, Memphis Bleek, Timbaland)

[Timbaland (Jay-Z)]

All my mamis bounce, uh

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Come on)

I said all my mamis bounce

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Bounce with me)

I said all my mamis bounce

(Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh yeah-yea-yeah, yeah-yea-yeah)

(Come on)

I said all my mamis bounce

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

Freaky-freaky...

[Jay-Z]

Ay yo I got a resolution

This year I'm playing right

No six fifteen this year

You can stay the night

We can go bowling it ain't like before

Can't y'all see that I'm growing?

I was so immature

I was young and having money

Having honeys come to the crib

Thinkin' they shit and they couldn't get cab money from me

Some bad chicks didn't get pass the bridge

I went to One Trump Plaza on their asses'

No room service just snacks and shit

Work with those Lil' Debbies and when your done get ready

The chicks I was fiendin' to smash

Let 'em lean on the cash

Will take 'em on long trips

Break 'em with long dick

There was no such thing as strong relationships

But I'm off that playa shit

I need a chick that practice Tai Chi

That still can buy weed

And can give me some good head

And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh

[Jay-Z (Amil)]

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

My ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they going

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

The ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they saying

[Memphis Bleek]

Yo, yo, yo, yo the only thing Bleek spinning is

Them chrome wheels spinning on them new rims

Home suspended from school again

I'm grown, still ill ladies love to be a deal, like Bleek

Can I feel up on your wood and grill?

It's a hood thing, wood grain, off the chain

She give me good brain

Love the way I push my slang

Callin' my jack soon as the hop in my V

They catching contact, weed smoke all up in the weave

Bet'cha man can't do it like this, like this

I bet his wrists ain't bluish like this, like this

And I'm from Marcy you catch me on anybody's block

Rappin' thug, the Roc

Hoes they all clock like

[Jay-Z (Amil)]

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

My ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they saying

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

The ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they saying

[Jay-Z]

I was the worse

I used to switch chicks every day

Had niggas mad for real like "I wish he was gay"

Cause they knew sooner or later hun was gettin' with Jay

Just a matter of time she was gettin' with Jay

I'll have your chick in the summer tropics sippin' on 'zae

Spittin' up in the Pacifics smoking spliffs in the shade

She used to love ya, but she feeling different today

You used to smother her, look at your honey slippin' away

Consorting with hustlers, niggas that be giving her space

She said she feel free when she's around me

I'm letting her do her and in turn she's doing me

She on the phone with her friends like how cool is she

[Jay-Z (Amil)]

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

My ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they going

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

The ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they saying

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

My ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they going

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

The ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they saying

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

My ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they going

(Hey papi)

Even if they don't understand the flow

They understand the dough

The ladies going

(Hey papi)

Promise you'll never let me go

Promise you'll never leave me

Promise we'll grow, they saying

(Hey papi!)

History lyrics - Jay-Z

[from "More Than a Game" soundtrack]

Now that all the smoke is gone, lighter

And the battle's finally won, gimme a lighter

Victory is finally ours lighter's up, lighter's up

History so long, so long, so long, so long

In search of victory she keeps saluting me

If only we can be together momentarily

We can make love and make history

Why won't you visit me?

Until she visit me I'll be stuck with her sister

Her name is defeat, she gives me agony

So much agony, she brings me so much pain

So much misery like missing your last shot

And falling to your knees as the crowd screams

For the other team, I practiced so hard for this moment

Victory don't leave, I know what this means

I'm stuck in this routine, whole new different day

The same old thing

All I got is dreams, nobody else can see

Nobody else believes, nobody else but me

Where are you victory? I need you desperately

Not just for the moment to make history

Now that all the smoke is gone, lighter

And the battle's finally won, lighter's

Victory is finally ours

History so long, so long, so long, so long

So now I'm flirting with death, hustling like a G

While victory wasn't watching took chances repeatedly

As a teenage boy before acne

Before I got proactive I couldn't face she

I just threw on my hoody and headed to the street

I swear I met success, we lived together shortly

Now success was like lust, she's good to the touch

She's good for the moment but she's never enough

Everybody's had her, she's nothing like V

But success is all I got, unfortunately

But I'm burning down the block

Hoping in and out of V

But something tells me that there's much more to see

Before I get killed 'cause I can't get robbed

So before me, success and death menage

I gotta get lost, I gotta find V

We gotta be together to make history

Now that all the smoke is gone, lighter

And the battle's finally won lighter's up

Victory is finally ours, lighter's up

History so long, so long, so long, so long

Now history is mine, it taste so sweet

She's my trophy wife, your coming with me

We'll have a baby who stutters repeatedly

We'll name him history, he'll repeat after me

He's my legacy, son I'm a hard work

Future of my past, he'll explain who I be

Rank me among the greats, either 1, 2 or 3

If I ain't number one then I failed you victory

Ain't in it for the fame that dies in within weeks

Ain't in it for the money, can't take me when you leave

I wanna be remembered long after you breathe

Long after I'm gone, long after I breathe

I leave all I am in the hands of history

That's my last will, testimony

This is much more than a song, it's a baby shower

I've been waiting for this hour, history you're ours

Now that all the smoke is gone

And the battle's finally won

Victory is finally ours

History so long, so long, so long, so long

Now that all the smoke is gone

And the battle's finally won

Victory is finally ours

History so long, so long, so long, so long

In My Lifetime (Original Ski Mix) lyrics - Jay Z

[Jay-Z]

This song here..

.. is dedicated to Danny Dan, and may he rest in peace

Who at his funeral left us with the words that 

he did it his way (uh-huh, uh-huh)

So, I have no other choice but to do it my way

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uhh! While niggaz are shootin stupid 

I'm carefully plottin, ways to make it rotten

Well planned hits until you're long forgotten

Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't hurt me, cause on the low 

half of these rappin-ass niggaz wanna work for me

Now picture me standin on somebody block tryin to rock

I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock

My feet never touch the concrete, just street sweep awards

While you're starin on my dick nigga, gimme yours!

I don't hassle with capsules cause that'll make the grass grow

and get a project nigga paid up the asshole

if I'ma risk a frisk, gettin my wrists wrapped up in steel

I'm out here tryin to make a mill', my shit is real for real

While others worship guns I worship tons of money

tons of fun, laughin at shit that ain't even funny

So I ain't pressed to make a CD, I took it slow

Eighty percent of these niggaz with deals 

can't see me with the dough, uhh!

[Chorus: Jay-Z]

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough (for real!)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash (stay real!)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough *

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash

*1: (for real!)

*2: (true!)

*3: (true!)

[Jay-Z]

More ice than winter ninety-four

I toured the fifty states with a trunk of raw

Recrutin, I'm hittin shortiess with consignment, but don't play me

Ohh you gon' pay me, y'all niggaz ain't crazy!

I'm laid back in the five thousand Italian leather seat recliner

under some vagina, discussin the finer, things

My crib is mean, watchin a hundred inch screen

Lettin the shorties slide by once in a while and let em dream

They think I've mastered the game cause dames scream my name 

with passion, I tell em stop flashin and start stashin

And we'll all get off the corner, the only heat you'll feel 

is from a sauna, lettin bubbles shoot up your ass if you wanna

And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, invest in

pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna smoke dope

But keep your nuts cause this is a man's game

And we'll all pop champagne til it's a damn shame

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]

I'm shootin to Vegas gamblin green-o at the casino

Schoolin the dice like Vinny Barberino

Welcome back, the ninety-four version of the mack

As soon as these ladies see me they don't know how to act

Cause like that, nigga, never twist the cap of malt liquor

Only pop and droppin Cristal's down my throat, take a swigga

My style, ladies intoxicated by my profile

Your rollin with a pro with, money to blow child

You need to feel how sweet the skills be

to come and slide down Sugar Hill with me

The high roller, rolled up on your dice game 

Unfold a pack of bills, grab my balls then bet it all

I never slept, cause sleepin keeps you deep in debt

On the block you lucky if you see my silhouette

I'm ghost, envied by most

So I keep a crew of crazy tenants that's sling toast, fucker

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]

Haha, f'real! Jay-Z lives

Ski, Roc-a-Blok Productions, uh-huh, uh-huh

Dame Dash.. ha-ha

Roc-a-fella Records.. uh-huh

Everybody from Brooklyn

Sauce Money, Big Sarge, B Hah

DJ Clark Kent, everybody Uptown

?, my V-A click running thick

D'Shawn definitly in the house

Roughness y'all, this how we do

In My Lifetime (Remix) lyrics - Jay-Z

[from "Streets Is Watching" soundtrack]

[Jay-Z]

It's the thought of a ride that make my eyes wide, I'm caught up

I'm trying to make, all of my dreams materialize, so I sorta

say my goodbyes to the straight and narrow

I found a new route, you bout to see my life change

I make the means justify the ends, I make the cream

materialize keys to a Benz, and so I'm rollin

For now, holdin down the fort, who's controllin?

The ground's gotta blow em, yep, y'all shoulda told em

Uhh, my first felony's approachin, copped my first key

Took a freeze, now I'm frozen

I bought a black Mac, I'm outta control

Losin bankrolls on blackjack, you gotta know

it always crossed my mind that Feds be tappin the lines like Gregory Hines

Still on the phone discussin my biz like it could never be mines

I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs, and the rights

Still my blood flows ice, it's just my life

[Chorus:]

What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life?

[scratched "In my lifetime"]

What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life?

[scratched "In my lifetime"]

[Jay-Z]

I'm like the bass with the ass, splashin cold cash

The Big Willie get you chilly when I pass, brrrrrr

Is it, just a mirage all these girls thankin God

Is this, world my world, am I the star of stars?

Baby pimped out, I'm gettin too large and smokin cigars

All chicks is hollerin bout chica, the whole city's buzzin

wasn't checkin for me a dozen or so, months ago

Now I'm all they know, I'm a person

Lettin the Cristal's breathe at the Barnacle Bar

Under my sleeve, vernacular, 50 G's

I'm talkin big cheese, you gotta be down to dig these, uhh

Give me a rush like you wouldn't believe, my head's about to bust

Acceleratin what drives me, hope I don't gotta die

to see, see I can't lie to me

I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights

Still my blood flows ice, it's just my life

[Chorus x2]

[Jay-Z]

Uhh, from the beginning see we never seen the ending

Running up in all the women, all the linen, all the jewels, huh

We sported Pele's, gold diamonds and Pirelli's

Sports cars, the good life'll give you a belly but that's cool

as I, zone in the Al Capone, watch me

cause the Medusa's head on Versace turned me to stone

Now my poems just ain't poems, they bloody, when I recite em

Bones get disconnected like the phones

Now, I'm a hardened criminal with game

Like the Garden, all my penpals life controlled by the warden

Still the drill makes me blind to the fact

I could do real time, I'm a prisoner, of my crimes

Know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights

Now I'm, incarcerate for my life

[Chorus x5: to fade]

Jockin' Jay-Z (Dope Boy Fresh) lyrics - Jay Z

[Intro: Sample from "Dumb Girl" by Run-D.M.C.]

I seen you jockin Jay-Z cause he got a Mercedes and you know about his ladies...

[Chorus: Sample from "Dumb Girl" by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

[Verse 1]

Who's house? Hov no doubt

'Bout the only rapper still gettin money in the drought

I moves out, in the global, I'm a mogul

Fifty thousand feet in the air and I'm still on my mobile

Fuck talking bout the recession the shit's depressin

I rock with Obama but I'm not a politician

And I, chill with the thugs and the gangsters too

I ain't a blood but I'm warrin with the boys in blue

Crooked officer!!! crooked officer!!!

Why you wanna see me in a coffin sir?!

Is it against the law the way I'm flossin sir?!

Benzes, Rolls Royces and Porches, UGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Haters like Hov why you still talkin money shit? 

Cause I like money BITCH!!!!

I like fly shit, you like gossip

I let you do you, why you ridin my tip?

[Chorus: Sample from "Dumb Girl" by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

[Verse 2]

That bloke from Oasis said I couldn't play guitar

Somebody shoulda told him I'm a fuckin rock star

[imitating "Wonderwall"] Today, is gonna be the day

That I'm gonna throw it back to yoooooou

I'm livin life as a rocker, I'm like Pimp C, pat'na

Comin down in Mercedes, peelin off on the boppers

Worldwide show, I'm comin down in a chopper

Hundred eighty-thou screamin "Hov!" with the Roc up

It's too easy!!! I got ladies on shoulders showin me they chi-chis

I met honey at the show last year

And now I'm actin brand new like a (world premier)

Yeah, I know life ain't fair

But chill, baby girl - MY GIRL IS HERRRE!

I got models in a mosh pit

Dancin off-beat, but they know the words to my shit!

[Chorus: Sample from "Dumb Girl" by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

[Verse 3]

You ain't gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit

You ain't gotta jock me, homey, jock my chick

Jock her cinatti, she (Body) you with her fit

No that's not Pilates, her body is just thick

You ain't gotta jock her nigga, jock my clique 

Jock the dope boys 'cause we all tossed bricks 

Federallis jock me while I'm crossin the bridge 

Click, click - take a portrait of this

I ain't no pretty boy I got a georgeous wrist 

Cut handsome checks and my flow's pretty, sick

I'm some ghetto chic, I'm where the hood and high fashion meet

Oooh wee I'm like the camouflauge Louis

How you niggas want it the tux or the toolie?!

Haters, I ain't mad at you

If I wasn't I probably jock me too

[Chorus: Sample from "Dumb Girl" by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z 

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)

Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

[Outro: Jay-Z]

I'm so dope boy fresh!!!!!!