Jay Z - Tom Ford (Remix)

(feat. Pimp C)

[Intro: Jay-Z]
Clap for a nigga with his rappin ass
Blow a stack for yo' niggaz with yo' trappin ass
Clap for a nigga with his rappin ass
Blow a stack for yo' niggaz with yo' trappin ass
...Tom Ford [3X]

[Jay-Z]
Comin up, comin down
Ride clean, fix your hair in my Crown
Bad bitch, H-Town
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around

Paris where we been, pard' my Parisian
It's Hov time in no time, it's fuck all y'all season
Piss Bordeauxs and Burgundies, flush out a Riesling
When Hov's out them hoes out, y'all put y'all weaves in
And - clap for a nigga with his rappin ass
Blow a stack for yo' niggaz with yo' trappin ass
Spent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes
I party with weirdoes, yeah Hov, yeah Hov

[Chorus: Jay-Z]
I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford
International, bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard
...Tom Ford [5X]

[Jay-Z]
Yeah, hands down got the best flow, sound I'm so special
Sound boy burial, this my Wayne Perry flow
Y'all know nothin 'bout Wayne Perry though
District of Columbia, guns on your Tumblrs
Fuck hashtags and retweets (nigga)
140 characters in these streets (nigga)
Pardon my laughin, y'all only flaggin on beats (nigga)
Pardon my laughin, I happen to think you sweet, heh

I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford
International, bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard
...Tom Ford [5X]

[Jay-Z (Beyonce)]
(Aww man homie) Uh, so throwed
Comin up (comin up) comin down (comin down)
Ride clean, fix your hair in my Crown (in my Crown)
Bad bitch (bad bitch) H-Town (H-Town)
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around (fuck around)
Comin up (comin up) comin down (comin down)
Ride clean, fix your hair in my Crown (in my Crown)
Bad bitch (bad bitch) H-Town (H-Town)
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around (fuck around)
Hol' up; I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford

[Pimp C]
Huh... CHU'UCH!
Hol' up, Tony Snow
Check 1-2, 1-2, bitch!
[taps mic] Is the mic on?
Sweet Jones, yeah... BEEEE-YATCH!
Knowmtalmbout?

"Keep yo' foot off in they ass", that's what Ken told me
Niggaz like to play games cause they feel like they know me (feel like they know me)
You don't know me nigga, I done changed (I done changed)
So don't be tryna put no shit off in the game (gaaaame)
This ain't no motherfuckin '91
We out here rappin for money, you niggaz rappin for fun
I don't fuck with nobody in this shit but Bun
Still give me a million, you gotta give that nigga one (onnne)
You can try me if you want to, bitch (want to, BE-YATCH!)
But I'ma show you what the fuck I'm workin with
(Uh!) It's man style, pistol popper, you ain't real
Just 'cause you born in Port Arthur don't make a nigga trill (TRILL)
Y'all here lettin that bitch run you
Need to put that hoe in check, that's what real nigga do (do!)
A bitch pussy ain't shit to me
And you ain't gettin no respect, bitch, if you're fuckin for free, uhh!

I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford
International, bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard
...Tom Ford [5X]

[Pimp C]
Huh... Chu'uch!
Hol' up, tony snow
Sweet jones, beee-yatch!

[Jay-Z (Beyonce)]
(Aww man homie) Uh, so throwed
Comin up (comin up) comin down (comin down)
Ride clean, fix your hair in my Crown (in my Crown)
Bad bitch (bad bitch) H-Town (H-Town)
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around (fuck around)
Comin up (comin up) comin down (comin down)
Ride clean, fix your hair in my Crown (in my Crown)
Bad bitch (bad bitch) H-Town (H-Town)
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around (fuck around)
Hol' up; I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford

Writer(s): Marcos Castellon, Jerome Harmon, Garland Mosley, Chris Godbey, Timothy Mosley, Shawn Carter