Nigga Please - Jay-Z feat Young Chris

What, uh, c'mon, uh, keep the change, my n_gga, (it's too late)
It's too late for that
Don't gotta to spit that game
Keep the change, my n_gga, it's too late for that
Keep the change, my n_gga, it's too late for that

Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC
Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars
Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, b_tch holla

[Chorus: Pharrell]
My n_gga, please - you ain't signing no checks like these
My n_gga, please - you pushing no wheels like these
My n_gga, please - you ain't holding no tecks like these
My n_gga, please - you don't pop in vest like these

My n_gga please, uh-huh, uh,
This my world, pimp stroll
N_gga please, you ain't start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
N_gga please, chumps don't tour like us
You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus
N_gga please, you ain't got your neck all froze
With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes
N_gga please, you don't be getting no hoes
With La Perla on they cheeks, can't be messing with cheap chicks
N_gga please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeans
Manolo Blahnik I'm going through they body like an ultrasonic
You ain't got 'em blowing no chronic
Divine intervention, you can't prevent me from shining
N_gga please, I been around the world
Damn near beat Jordan in around-the-world
N_gga please, you can't even hold my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (n_gga) better than you

[Chorus + ad libs]

Uh, pimp strolling on 'em
Black diamonds, rose goldin' on 'em
Paper foldin' on 'em
Snuck pass the dog noses with the Foldger's on 'em
Keys, Saran Wrap with petroleum on 'em
Snitch got pinched but he toned it on 'em
Lawyers got it adjourned, try {?} on 'em
Witnesses, it's no holdin' on 'em
Just George Jefferson strollin' on 'em
N_gga please, this is me, this is real as it be
My videos is like real TV
That chick, that's me, that six, that's me
That boat, I had it on the Mediterranean sea
N_gga please

[Chorus + ad libs]

[Young Chris]
Yo, yo,
N_gga please, y'all ain't seeing no checks like these (no)
Y'all don't run up in record labels demanding respect like we
Y'all don't rock your Roc-A-Wear Nike checks like we
Y'all coach class, y'all never private jet like we
My n_gga please, y'all don't smoke the sour diesel like us
You don't go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than us
Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us
And repeat it we must, y'all don't re-up like us
Ay, y'all ain't being like us, 'cause y'all don't see it like us
The move the D's when they rush
My n_gga please, they must be on E's and dust
Then n_ggas f'in with pills, y'all don't get G's like us
My n_gga please, y'all young'ns ain't got O.G.s like me
B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem
N_gga please, somebody must've gassed your team
Think a n_gga outrun or outlast gangrene (GangGreen)
My n_gga please

[Chorus + ad libs]

Amazing man, got your aerosol,
I made my money, but don't trouble the law
I keep the womens around
I got the gremlin's crazy
And wanna know the time
Better have me shades, see
My n_gga please

[Chorus + ad libs]

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