Jay-z - Hovi Baby (Remix) lyrics

rate me

I fucks with Hova

I want you to know

It's something about you

I fucks with Hova

I fucks with Hova

Trackmaster's XO

This remix is for you

Let's go.

Untouchable, unbreakable, unshakeable, (it's Hovi baby)

can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable

Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby)

Yes... (Remix) Yes... Yes... Baby (it's Hova)

First I had streets, then I had charts

First I had the end, now I have their heart

Rappers came and went, I been here from start

I see them put it together, watch them take it apart

See the rovers roll up with the ribbons

I see them repo, resold, and redriven, so when I reload

The number one positions, when you had them hot

And when your feet cold, mines is sizzling

When you see, niggas can't fuck with me

Cuz I'm gonna be a nigga for life

Oh this is not a gimmick

This is God given, this is harder than

Mix with cris dom sippin

This is the most consistent

Give me the most hits that you can fit inside a double disc

And hold me a pony charts, you niggas vision it

This whole edition, Jeff Gordon and rap

I'm going to claim whole position

Holla at ya

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can't touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable

Shake the unshakeable (it's Hovi baby)

can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable

Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby)

can't move the unmoveable, stop the stoppable

Top the untoppable (it's Hovi baby)

Yes... (Remix) Yes... Yes... Baby (it's Hovi)

I'm so far ahead of my time

I'm about to start another life

Look behind you, I'm about to pass you twice

Back to the future, got a snow for the present

I'm fast, dude can't get passed my past

When I close the deal with the perfect present

When I unwrap the gift and the curse with a different verse

And I'm so far ahead of my time

My grandpop just met my grandma at a high school prom

And I'm so far ahead of my time

These rhymes is weak

Till four years later, they on time release

Hiphop when you take them, cop your four copa

You releaize A track needed a autopsy

The more tracks I'm on, the more I catch bodies

If not listen, further you're missing a murder

Like NYPD, LAPD, NYDA, OJ Jury's

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Crush linen, what's winning

If it aint him in the flesh, continue to guess

I'm about to retire my jersey, fuck Mitchell and this

I'm gonna throw back old school kicks in

Sixty-nine yeah, same year I was born

Flip the numbers yeah, same year I got on

Ninety-six, yeah, I used to rhyme with the Don

Shit out the big, Brooklyn I got this shit

Here is something haters can't figure out

Who Vanilla first weed, man they still jigga'd out

See, I even sell CD's in the crowd

The hardest dude out since these nibble'd out

Hovi Baby, love me, or blow me baby

Fuck you you'll pay me, or owe me baby

There in and out

Check the charts, I'm wearing you out

I'm about to drop the black album in a year

And I'm out

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