Freeway, JAY-Z - Roc-A-Fella Billionaires lyrics
Freeway [Philly Freezer]
[Freeway, JAY-Z - Roc-A-Fella Billionaires lyrics]
Roc-A-Fella millionaires bitch, early
That's right, haha
Hey Big Sp-, Hey Big, Hey, Hey Big Spender
30 mill in the bank, 30 grand on the wrist
And
20 mill in the Swiss-and, 30 birds in a tank
Diamonds all in the face
Blind ya face when it glisten
Ace of Spade, not that Crissy
Man you know what we drink
Got my automa-k, in my new Gucci slippers
I bring my loafers from Louies
What the fuck did you think?
When I step in the place
Bitches running up to me, yelling
Hey big spender!
Geah, geah, geah, geah
I turn a nick to a dime
Dime to some millions a brick to the rock
The Roc into some buildings
When ya nigga feeling I might
See about a billion
'Fore I leave the building
Now that's what I call a billing
Uh, balling, you still crawling, children
Call him
When ya start walking I be wheeling, flooring
Something foreign, no ceiling, chilling
Hey big spender! That's what them hoes say
Hey! Hov pouring rosé
Hey! Rose gold, Royal Oak, Audemars, okay
(Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea)
Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chea
That's what them hoes say free pouring rosé
Roc-A-Fella millionaires, we stack
That paper everyday, yeah
I'm a jet fuel abuser, now 7-4 to the 5
Hova's dough is on autopilot
I don't even drive
In the 'Bach with my shoes up
I just took back the Phantom
Too many fuckers could fathom
What it felt like to have 'em
I just copped me a "All Things"
A professional ball team
Tell me I ain't the illest hustler y'all seen
When you don't buy out the bar
You buy the bar that's what ya call
Hey big spender! Ha, ha, ha, haaa
I got some dough on the block
Got some dough getting wrists
I got a villa in Tahiti and
I don't owe no rent
I got that paper for real-a
And these niggas finally thinking
Eat my cake up in the safe and
Take a slice of the dilla
Three hundred grands of damn willa
Why ya'll niggas debating i'm copping
Y'all niggas hating cuz I'm
Making that scrilla
They know me F-Baby gorrilla, when
I step in the building, they saying
Hey big spender!
(F) Although I'm good with addition
The flow so scientific
(J) Gold plate like Cris'
So I reverse the system
(F) Came from poverty striken (J) to
The top of the Forbes
(F) Now the property's listed (J)
In high society district
(J) '76 is the floor (F) '94 with the raw
(J) '96 with the flow (F)
2008 with the spitting
(F) Now drop a grip up in the mall
Two hundred grand at the district, we living
Bitches
That's right, haha
Hey Big Sp-, Hey Big, Hey, Hey Big Spender
30 mill in the bank, 30 grand on the wrist
And
20 mill in the Swiss-and, 30 birds in a tank
Diamonds all in the face
Blind ya face when it glisten
Ace of Spade, not that Crissy
Man you know what we drink
Got my automa-k, in my new Gucci slippers
I bring my loafers from Louies
What the fuck did you think?
When I step in the place
Bitches running up to me, yelling
Hey big spender!
Geah, geah, geah, geah
I turn a nick to a dime
Dime to some millions a brick to the rock
The Roc into some buildings
When ya nigga feeling I might
See about a billion
'Fore I leave the building
Now that's what I call a billing
Uh, balling, you still crawling, children
Call him
When ya start walking I be wheeling, flooring
Something foreign, no ceiling, chilling
Hey big spender! That's what them hoes say
Hey! Hov pouring rosé
Hey! Rose gold, Royal Oak, Audemars, okay
(Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea)
Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chea
That's what them hoes say free pouring rosé
Roc-A-Fella millionaires, we stack
That paper everyday, yeah
I'm a jet fuel abuser, now 7-4 to the 5
Hova's dough is on autopilot
I don't even drive
In the 'Bach with my shoes up
I just took back the Phantom
Too many fuckers could fathom
What it felt like to have 'em
I just copped me a "All Things"
A professional ball team
Tell me I ain't the illest hustler y'all seen
When you don't buy out the bar
You buy the bar that's what ya call
Hey big spender! Ha, ha, ha, haaa
I got some dough on the block
Got some dough getting wrists
I got a villa in Tahiti and
I don't owe no rent
I got that paper for real-a
And these niggas finally thinking
Eat my cake up in the safe and
Take a slice of the dilla
Three hundred grands of damn willa
Why ya'll niggas debating i'm copping
Y'all niggas hating cuz I'm
Making that scrilla
They know me F-Baby gorrilla, when
I step in the building, they saying
Hey big spender!
(F) Although I'm good with addition
The flow so scientific
(J) Gold plate like Cris'
So I reverse the system
(F) Came from poverty striken (J) to
The top of the Forbes
(F) Now the property's listed (J)
In high society district
(J) '76 is the floor (F) '94 with the raw
(J) '96 with the flow (F)
2008 with the spitting
(F) Now drop a grip up in the mall
Two hundred grand at the district, we living
Bitches