Slap (Will Smith) (feat. HezzyDaKidd) - King Naj

You know who's got the hardest job tonight Jarvier Bardem, and his wife are both nominated Now if she looses, he can't win He is praying that Will Smith wins Jada, I love you G. I. Jane 2, can't wait to see it Uh Oh Richard G. I. Jane 2, can't wait to see it. Alright Will Smith just smacked the shit out of me Wow dude. It was a G. I. Jane joke Keep fucking my wife's mouth Keep fucking my wife's mouth, mouth I'm going to, ok? Yeah G. I. Jane 2, can't wait to see it Keep fucking Keep fucking Wow dude It was a fucking G. I. Jane joke Keep fucking my wife's mouth! Yeah Keep fucking my wife wife's mouth, mouth I'm going to, ok? That was, uh, greatest night in the history of television

Big Willie Style" (This one goes out to all the big willies) Big Will the high roller Strolling through with an entoruage Hard to camaflouge when you livin' this large I be smooth like debarge with a five car garage Out for the night with my squad and we be flossin' down the fifteen My whole auroa gleamin' Who that kid in the green v Envy brother schemin' I ain't thinkin' bout them Racing chicks in the pink b.m. With my speakers tweakin' Freakin' off this weekend In Las Vegas boss players all across the board move makers and shakers Money can't break us but the places it can take us Big will in the limelight rhyme tight And we gon' have some fun tonight Now how we do it (You know it's Big Willie style baby) Now how we doin' it (You know it's Big Willie style) I'm in a five star casino shuttin' crap tables down (boom) Non bettin' willie watchers standin' around Strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at us How bad they wanna be us (parlay) Charlie Mack got my back with his eyes on my stack Brothers don't know how to act when you drive a four-five black People stop and stare havin' drinks at the bar A round for everybody with these big willie cards From civllians to stars they wanna know who we are It's me big Will Nas Escobar J.L. Omar Carry money bags collect the chips then we all quick to exit It's Left Eye with a tight crew Representin' like it's ladies night Comin' right through Don't be spiteful Plus an eyeful Sportin' hot pink Rocks in the link In the drop with a mink Like my - don't stink Got you in the palm with a bomb like Sadamm Blowing up spots then runnin' off with the pot Left Eye ready for action The main attraction I'm in the fast lane passin' Breakin' you down like fractions While we be rappin' about things that really happen Big willie style Philly style let's make it happen With mademouselle from gezals to versace With a sweet smell This female leadin' the posse Got jokes like Cosby In the lots where the cars be With no apologies it's Left Eye Big Will let the champagne spill Is it a mans thing for real Can us girls roll wit yall What the deal Well now it's lookin' like a car show Convoys and whips on the strip Pullin' up in the six makin' brothers sick For real Big Will household name Entertainer Gold handle cane and matchin' gators Swervin' lane In pole position rolling deep like a co-malition In soul poisition and can rock a whole convention Movie screens to the club scene My whole crew lookin' clean Shine with a diamond gleam Step above where the players be Don't hate me One is where they rate me Lately you could find me Behind the door marked V.I.P. Eating grapes under the A.C. Big willie style is how we do it (This one goes out to all the big willies)

Snoop Dogg, Big Will Ay lil' homey you need to pump ya brakes Real talk, we came to have a good time We ain't got all that time for all that Man homey look pump ya brakes Now slide right and just pump ya brakes Wanna holla at you in a minute Fo' real, ha ha pump ya brakes All this excess stress, I can't take it Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid Why you gotta be all up in the face kid? The AVS'll get you numbers and a name, kid I mean really, houndin' on girl Was that really necessary? See your itinerary Is all awe, you need to be hauled off She start flippin', she ain't trippin', it's your loss This a simple case of a anti-brake pumper You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper That mighta got you a couple numbers when you were younger But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper Be a gentlemen and try to be gentle man The essence of stimulation mental man But if you actin' like you just got out a kennel man Put your foot on the pedal and pump If your girl in your face and she out of place What you need to tell her is pump ya brakes Now if you out but your girls, they pressin' you hard What you need to tell 'em is pump ya brakes Now if you underage and you actin' all grown What you need to do is pump ya brakes If you offended by this record and you know it's you What you need to do is pump ya brakes Outside the restaurant, girl sees boys Girl likes boy, girl meets boy, boy Boy doesn't know that girl thinks he's fly, fly Boy's a nice guy so boy says hi, hi Boy's girlfriend returns from goin' to park She sees them together this ignites a spark, what? Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark Now this is where the pumping of the brake should start Girlfriend thinks that somethin's goin on Girl tells girlfriend nuttin's goin on Boy in the middle of the commotion beginnin' Girlfriend mad 'cause boy keeps grinnin' Now why is he grinnin'? But that's beside the point Girlfriend she chill 'fore they rolled up in the joint Jumpin' to conclusions get you nowhere honey Pump ya brakes and be a crash test dummy If your girl in your face and she out of place What you need to tell her is pump ya brakes Now if you out but your girls, they pressin' you hard What you need to tell 'em is pump ya brakes Now if you underage and you actin' all grown What you need to do is pump ya brakes If you offended by this record and you know it's you What you need to do is pump ya brakes Rule number 1 is just like 2 The who-do's and what-not's and what you should dizzoo No loud talkin', no back talkin' If you do either believe it you back walkin' I hate to sound rude but then again I have to My rap bang and my mack game it'll smack you Click-clack you, spit at you I don't do it 'cause I want to, I do it 'cause I gat to I gotta question to ask you Would you fall, stand tall, ball or let him smash you? If I was you and you was I Would you keep it G or would you stay fly? If you was rich in a ditch, livin' low Would you push the button, keep it cuttin' Or would you just let it go? Calm down lil' homey And know what you dealin' wit before you run up on me If your girl in your face and she out of place What you need to tell her is pump ya brakes Now if you out but your girls, they pressin' you hard What you need to tell 'em is pump ya brakes Now if you underage and you actin' all grown What you need to do is pump ya brakes If you offended by this record and you know it's you What you need to do is pump ya brakes Pump ya brakes Pump ya brakes Pump ya brakes ...

Yes Get the start of the new jiggyness With the track masters Camp Lo and Willie Gon' give it to ya Know what I mean Lot of macaronis here Check it out for all the Tenderonis Ah, ha, ha Like Catchy and Joni Lights camera action, the hip-hop attraction Fresh priggy, John Bliggy Player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years Now they seein' they worst fears as I bathe in cheers Parades and accolades all shades and ages It's me the outrageous my zeal contagious The smile Inspirator, aspen to Grenada One of the only MC's to say cheese with Schwarzenegger Everywhere I go they know me Planet Hollywood in Paris accidentally spill a drink upon they? Truth of the matter I've been loungin' Livin' it up givin' it up in manipulate surroundings Been around the world and I yi yi Ain't seen enough of this fly yi yi ya My attitude pervasive, my effervescence Bringing you back to the essence With the Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Verse two 'Bout to slay you worst than the first verse Packin' my purse but yo without one curse I survive in ratified air where only few can live Thoughts in my brain like that train in the fugitive I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name A rose by any other still beautifies the room So don't get consumed when a brother's known to gloom It's Amantics but yo it's really good to be back Never racing the rap just lacing the track Not sarendipadee with me it was a plan B 'Bout to have an Oscar standin' next to my Grammies Plural mucho no need to talk though I'm a just do so I'm comin' at ya with the smoothest slickness Behold the style lick of this kickin' Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit A GQ cover twice This brother's nice Vanity fair you saw me there I discovered life Outside of rap got the cream and all that But kinda left a void in me You can't keep runnin' in and out of my life Said my mic aright Pump your radio you could record As they place my welcome mat at the music awards Coming through America tinted in high beams Rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem So to all you player haters while y'all sayin' y'all rhyme Please stop sayin' Jada 'cause that name's mine I rocked the Philly fade with the divin' waves Yes yellin' till I'm bald like Issac Hayes Bad eyes or gray's back pain or bad legs I'm a get better with age trust Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Yes, yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit

Twarz dobrze znam, lecz to nie Ty, oo-oo-oooo Dlaczego tak zmieniłaś się? Jesteś inna, bądź sobą bardzo proszę, oo-oo-oooo A było nam tak bardzo naj, oo-oo-oooo Naj, naj najpiękniejszą byłaś tam Naj, naj najwspanialej całowałaś Gorący piach, słońce w twarz A wiatr do tańca grał Oo-oo-oooo, oo-oo-oooo Pieniądze masz, bo on je ma, oo-oo-oooo Zapytaj mnie to powiem Ci, co to jest warte Rozmieniasz się na grosze, oo-oo-oooo A było nam tak bardzo naj, oo-oo-oooo Naj, naj najpiękniejszą byłaś tam, pisałem wiersze Naj, naj najwspanialej całowałaś Gorący piach, słońce w twarz A wiatr do tańca grał Oo-oo-oooo, oo-oo-oooo Choćbyś chciała zapomnieć mnie Zapomnieć, zapomnieć, zapomnieć... Nie uciekniesz od tego, nie Nie, nie, nie, nie, nie, nie, nie, nie... Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Oo-oo-oooo Naj, naj, naj, naj, najpiękniejszą byłaś tam O jutro nie pytałaś, oo-oo-oooo Naj, naj, naj, naj, najwspanialej było nam, pisałem wiersze Naj, naj, naj, naj najwspanialej całowałaś Naj, naj, naj, naj, najpiękniejszą byłaś tam O jutro nie pytałaś, oo-oo-oooo Naj, naj, naj, naj, najwspanialej było nam, pisałem wiersze Naj, naj, naj, naj najwspanialej całowałaś