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JAY-Z LYRICS"Dirt Off Your Shoulder / Lying From You"I ordered a frappuccinoWhere's my fuckin frappuccinoAlright, let's do thisWhen I pretend everything is what I want it to beI look exactly like what you always wanted to seeWhen I pretend, I can't forget about the criminal I amStealing second after second just cause I know I can butI can't pretend this is the way it'll stay I'm justTrying to bend the truthI can't pretend I'm who you want me to be, so I'mLying my way from If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders offLadies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders offNiggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told youGet, that, dirt off your shoulderI probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the forceTryin to hustle some things, that go with the PorscheFeelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forcedMiddle finger to the law, nigga grip'n my ballsAll the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screaminAll the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leaninAll the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makinBut all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make itCame from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the potsNigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the blockLike a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the blockI can run it back nigga cause I'm straight with the RocIf you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders offLadies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders offNiggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told youGet, that, dirt off your shoulderYou gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulderYou gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulderYou gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulderYou gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulderYour homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with sodaI just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a RoverTryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessirKeep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test yaBut like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealinNow fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'emNow, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceilingIn case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillinwith a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeveAt the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screenI paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is cleanNo chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real, chillYeah, I remember what they taught to meRemember condescending talk of who I ought to beRemember listening to all of that and this againSo I pretended up a person who was fittin' inAnd now you think this person really is me and I'mTrying to bend the truthBut the more I push the more I'm pulling away 'cuz I'mLying my way from youNo no turning back nowI wanna be pushed aside so let me goNo no turning back nowLet me take back my life I'd rather be all aloneNo turning back nowAnywhere on my own cuz I can seeNo no turning back nowThe very worst part of youThe very worst part of you is METhis isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said wouldhave you running from meLike ThisThis isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said wouldhave you running from meLike ThisThis isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said wouldhave you running from meLike ThisThis isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said wouldhave you running from meLike ThisYouNo turning back nowI wanna be pushed aside so let me goNo no turning back nowLet me take back my life I'd rather be all aloneNo turning back nowAnywhere on my own cuz I can seeNo no turning back nowThe very worst part of youThe very worst part of you is meBeeitch[Thanks to chrischina2002@yahoo.com for these lyrics]

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