My Replies To Song Lyrics #1 - Can I Get A ... by Jay-Z
/I’m pleased to announce a new segment where I reply to song lyrics. For this inaugural edition, I will be replying to Jay-Z, Amil, and Ja Rule. My replies are in bold.
Fun Fact: Jay-Z and I are both from New York. So we’re pretty much the same dude.
[Intro: JAY-Z]
What?
Well fuck you... bitch
That’s not a particularly cordial salutation, but I can play at this. Fuck you, too.
Now can you bounce wit me, wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ge-gi-gi-gi-gi-gi
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ye-ye-yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ya-yah-yah, ya-ya-yah-yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Get it
Sure, I’ll bounce wit you.
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Can I hit in the mornin' without givin' you half of my dough
No.
And even worse, if I was broke would you want me
No.
No.
If we couldn't see the sun risin' off the shore of Thailand
Would you ride then, if I wasn't driving
That’s not a complete sentence, but No.
If I wasn't a eight-figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me
No to coming around ya, Yes to clowning ya.
If I couldn't flow futuristic, would ya
Put your two lips on my wood and kiss it, could ya
God no.
See yourself with a nigga working harder than nine to five
Ten to six, two jobs to survive, or
Do you need a baller, so you can shop and tear the mall up
Brag, tell your friends what I bought ya
Yes. I would like a baller.
If you couldn't see yourself with a nigga when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo
Yo!
[Chorus: JAY-Z & Amil]
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggas
Who don't love hoes, they get no dough
Fuck You!
This is Amil. As you will discover from her lyrics, she’s high class.
Woop Woop!
[Break: JAY-Z & Amil]
Now can you bounce wit me, uhh
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Uh uh.. Major Coins, Amil-lion
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Uhh, yo bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Yeah, uh-uh uh uh
I’m totally bouncing with you.
[Verse 2: Amil]
You ain't gotta be rich but fuck that
How we gonna get around on your bus pass
You’ve answered your question. On my bus pass.
Before I put this pussy on your mustache
Can you afford me? My niggas breadwinners, never corny
Ambition makes me so horny
Not the fussin' and the frontin'
If you got nothing, baby boy, you better
Get up, get out and get some, shit
Ambition, I can do. That shit don’t cost nothing. I want to be the President of the World. I trust that makes your pussy wet.
I like a - lot of Prada, Alizé and vodka
Late nights, candlelight, then I tear the cock up
Yum!
Get it up I put it down e'rytime it pop up, huh
That is music to my ears. I really enjoy & respect a woman who always sucks a dick.
I got to snap 'em, let it loose, then I knock ya
Feel the juice, then I got ya - when you produce a rock
I let you meet momma and introduce you to poppa
My - coochie remains in a Gucci name
Never test my patience, nigga, I'm high maintenance
High class, if you ain't rollin', bypass
If you ain't holdin' I dash yo
I totally get that you’re high class. Everything you’re saying about sucking dick and introducing me to your parents once I’ve purchased an expensive ring for you screams HIGH CLASS! Love it!!!
This is Ja Rule. He has a sweet moustache.
[Verse 3: Ja Rule]
It ain't even a question
How my dough flows, I'm good to these bad hoes
Like my puss wet and they don't dry like damp clothes
What y'all niggas don't know: it's e-asy to pimp a hoe
Bitches better have my money fo' sho'
Before they go runnin' they mouth, promotin' how
I be dickin' they, back out, go 'head, let it out
I fucks with my Gat out, bounce and leave a hundred
Makin' 'em feel slutted even if they don't want it
That is hard core. I respect your disrespect of the ladies.
It's been so long, since I met a chick ain't about chips but then I'm
Dead wrong, when I tell 'em, "be gone"
So hold on to the feelin' of flossin' and plat-num
'Cause from now on, you can witness Ja the i-con
With hoodies and Timbs on, 'cause I thugs my bitches
VV studs my bitches, then we rob bitch niggas
I'm talkin' 'bout straight figures, if you here, you with us
If not, Boo, you know what, I still fucked you
To be honest, Ja, your part was a little boring, but I’m glad you fucked me.
The End.
Wow, that was so wonderful to bounce and flow with Jay-Z and the gang.
I hope you enjoyed that, too.
If not, fuck you.
Totally, JK. If you didn’t enjoy that, I hope you enjoy my other posts better.
Whore.