JAY-Z, Pharrell Williams - Blue Magic lyrics
Pharrell Williams [Pharrell Lanscilo Williams] Virginia Beach, Virginia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[JAY-Z, Pharrell Williams - Blue Magic lyrics]
Roc-A-Fella Records
The imperial Skateboard P great Hova
Y'all already know what it is! (Oh shit)
C'mon! (Woooo) yeah
So what if you flip a couple words?
I could triple that in birds
Open your mind, you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling Brothers
Barnum & Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it
I'm your motherfuckin' guy
And just like a b-boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot
Still come back beige
Whether right or southpaw
Whether pot or the jar
Whip it around, it still comes back hard
So easily do I W-H-IP
My repetition with wristses'll bring
The kilo bidness
I got Creole CO bitches for my niggas
Who slipped, became prisoners
Treats taped to the visitors
You already know what the bid-ness is
Unnecessary commissary, boy
We live this shit
Niggas wanna bring the '80s back
That's okay with me
That's where they made me at
Except I don't write on the wall
I write my name in the history books
Hustlin' in the hall
Nah, I don't spin on my head
I spin my work in the pot
So I can spend my bread
And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it
I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it
I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it
G G G Get Get Get it, boy
Don't waste your time fighting the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand (Get it, boy)
It's '87 state of mind that I'm in
(mind that I'm in)
In my prime, so for that time, I'm Rakim
(I'm Rakim)
If it wasn't for the crime that I was in
But I wouldn't be the guy who
Rhymes it is that I'm in (that I'm in)
No pain, no profit
P, I repeat if you show me where the pot is
(pot is)
Cherry M3's with the top back (top back)
Red and green G's all on my hat
North Beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Can't you tell that I came
From the dope game?
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhymin' stuff we was in concert
And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it
I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it
I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it
G G G Get Get Get it, boy
Don't waste your time fighting the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand (Get it, boy)
Ugh, push
Money over broads, you got it fuck Bush
Chef, guess what I cooked?
Baked a lot of bread and
Kept it off the books rockstar, look
Way before the bars
My picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers
Try as they may, they couldn't
Get me on the hook, ugh
DA wanna indict me
'Cause fishscale's in my veins like a Pisces
The Pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves
Turn one into two like a Siamese twin
When it end, I'ma stand as a man
Never dying on my knees
Last of a dying breed
So let the champagne pop
I partied for a while now
I'm back to the block
And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it
I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it
I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it
G G G Get Get Get it, boy
Don't waste your time fighting the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand (Get it, boy)
"Blue Magic" that's a brand name like
"Pepsi" that's a brand name
I stand behind it i guarantee
It they know that
Even if they don't know me any more than they
Know the the Chairman of General Mills my man
The imperial Skateboard P great Hova
Y'all already know what it is! (Oh shit)
C'mon! (Woooo) yeah
So what if you flip a couple words?
I could triple that in birds
Open your mind, you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling Brothers
Barnum & Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it
I'm your motherfuckin' guy
And just like a b-boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot
Still come back beige
Whether right or southpaw
Whether pot or the jar
Whip it around, it still comes back hard
So easily do I W-H-IP
My repetition with wristses'll bring
The kilo bidness
I got Creole CO bitches for my niggas
Who slipped, became prisoners
Treats taped to the visitors
You already know what the bid-ness is
Unnecessary commissary, boy
We live this shit
Niggas wanna bring the '80s back
That's okay with me
That's where they made me at
Except I don't write on the wall
I write my name in the history books
Hustlin' in the hall
Nah, I don't spin on my head
I spin my work in the pot
So I can spend my bread
And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it
I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it
I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it
G G G Get Get Get it, boy
Don't waste your time fighting the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand (Get it, boy)
It's '87 state of mind that I'm in
(mind that I'm in)
In my prime, so for that time, I'm Rakim
(I'm Rakim)
If it wasn't for the crime that I was in
But I wouldn't be the guy who
Rhymes it is that I'm in (that I'm in)
No pain, no profit
P, I repeat if you show me where the pot is
(pot is)
Cherry M3's with the top back (top back)
Red and green G's all on my hat
North Beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Can't you tell that I came
From the dope game?
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhymin' stuff we was in concert
And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it
I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it
I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it
G G G Get Get Get it, boy
Don't waste your time fighting the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand (Get it, boy)
Ugh, push
Money over broads, you got it fuck Bush
Chef, guess what I cooked?
Baked a lot of bread and
Kept it off the books rockstar, look
Way before the bars
My picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers
Try as they may, they couldn't
Get me on the hook, ugh
DA wanna indict me
'Cause fishscale's in my veins like a Pisces
The Pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves
Turn one into two like a Siamese twin
When it end, I'ma stand as a man
Never dying on my knees
Last of a dying breed
So let the champagne pop
I partied for a while now
I'm back to the block
And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it
I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it
I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it
G G G Get Get Get it, boy
Don't waste your time fighting the life
Stay your course
And you'll understand (Get it, boy)
"Blue Magic" that's a brand name like
"Pepsi" that's a brand name
I stand behind it i guarantee
It they know that
Even if they don't know me any more than they
Know the the Chairman of General Mills my man