Jay-Z – We Got Em Goin' Lyrics  Share

From Jay-Z's album: Unfinished Business

Uh, uhh, uh
Uh, ah, now Hov^,s in the building, Hov^,s in the building
Uh, uhh, uh
Kels in the building, Kels in the building
Uh, uhh, that^,s right
Hov^,s in the building, Hov^,s in the building
Uh what? Ho, ho
Yo Kels in the building, Kels in the building

[R. Kelly]
I^,m in the building tonight, it^,s goin down my nigga
Got a pocket full of cash and some ^,dro my nigga
Attitude like I don^,t give a fuck my nigga
Probably the drunkest fool on the flo^, my nigga
One of the best that ever did this here, every year
It^,s the #1 R&B singer this year
But y^,all know, still mo^, money mo^, problems
Mo^, niggaz, mo^, chicks, mo^, clubs, Mo^, bottles
One little note in your ear, and I gotcha
Ladies call me the black Frank Sinatra
Yeah a real pimp floss and the pimp be blingin
It^,s just the same reason why a young pimp be leanin
Hard liquor, couple sips, and I^,m passin it
Maybach so big you can dance in it
Jigga lil^, nigga fuckin with the baddest chicks
Got your girl lookin at you like the maddest chick
We goin

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got everybody up in the club, hands high
goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got players, ballers, hustlers and they back
goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got all of the pretty girls left in the city
goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got ^,em goin, we got ^,em goin

[Jay-Z]
[ We Got Em Goin' lyrics from
http://www.musiclyricsnow.net/j/jayz/we-got-em-goin/ ]
Yo yeah it^,s the boy Hov^,, yeah I blow O^,s
Circles around competition, not an Optimo
To sit low, in a six-oh, oh
Solo, on lo-lo^,s, fuck po^,-po^,s
Take a pho-to, last time you see a nigga so cold
So be-low zero, so froze
So-so rappers are so sore, hate his soul
It ain^,t my fault I^,m so rock^,n^,roll
I^,m just Hov^,

[Chorus]

[Memphis Bleek]
Geah, it^,s the kid from the Stuy, and I stay high
In my A-O-L-A blowin lah lah lah
Goodbye, I see you chumps on top
Or on the highway in somethin that ends with I
Like I, 745, I
Or the F-E-double-R-the-A-R-I
AR-15 to spray y^,all guys
You die (you die) goodbye (goodbye)

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
From New York to Chi, we blow like hy-dro
Blow out live shows without py-ro
See how I combined the I-O flow
Tone^,ll rep, Memph Bleek, Kels and Hov^,

[Jay and Bleek alternate words]
Bottles, models, follow, to the hotter
way we play like it^,s no day tomorrow
Spendin my dough like I just hit the lotto
Bounce, park and stop shall not wake I^,m straight safe

[Chorus]
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