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      Dirt Off Your Shoulder ~ Lying Frrom You

      Dirt Off Your Shoulder ~ Lying Frrom You

      Jay-Z

      Album: Collision Course

      Jay-Z - Dirt Off Your Shoulder ~ Lying Frrom You Música y Letra

      You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest
      Turn the music up in the headphones
      Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga
      I got you, yeah
      
      [Chorus: Jay-Z]
      If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
      Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
      Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
      Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
      
      [Verse One]
      I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
      Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
      Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
      Middle finger to the law, nigga grip'n my balls
      Stab the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
      All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
      All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
      But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
      Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the pots
      Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
      Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
      I can run it back nigga cause I'm straight with the Roc
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [Chorus Two]
      You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
      You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
      You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
      You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
      
      [Verse Two]
      Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
      I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
      Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
      Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
      But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
      Now fifty-two bars come it, now you feel 'em
      Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
      In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
      with a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve
      At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen
      I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
      No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
      
      [Chorus + Chorus Two]
      
      [Verse Three]
      Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map
      Me and my beautiful beeeeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach
      I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
      I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggaz scared of that black
      I drop that +Black, Album+ then I back, out it
      As the best rapper alive nigga axe about me
      From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys
      The O's to opposite, Orphan Annie
      You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day
      I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
      I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
      Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?
      
      [Chorus + Chorus Two]
      
      You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest
      
      Best rapper alive, best rapper alive

      Jay-Z - Dirt Off Your Shoulder ~ Lying Frrom You Música y Letra

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