Jay-z - SomewhereInAmerica lyrics

rate me

Oh, see what you made me do?

Shout out to old Jews and old rules.

Uh, new blacks with new stacks, uh

I already been the king, huh

Retract, I’m just bringing it up like John Packs.

Uh, new money that looking down at me

Uh, blue blunts, they’re trying to clown on me

Uh, you could turn up your nose outside

Uh, never gonna turn down a homie!

Uh, knock-knock, I’m at your neighbor’s house

Uh, straight cash, I’m at your neighbor’s house

Uh, you should come to the house for me

Come and see what your new neighbor about!

Yellow Lambo in the driveway

A buck 35, I’m on the highway.

Frank Sinatra on my solo

Loud as fuck I did it my way

Uh, a million sold before the album dropped

Uh, white Lexus before I had a deal.

Uh, ask Bun B about me, this ain't no snap back,

A nigga's been trill.

Uh, by the way, fuck your math!

You ain't gotta count it, my nigga I can add!

One million, two millions, three millions, twenty millions

Oh, I'm so good at math!

Might crash your Internet,

Uh, and I ain't even into that

When I was talking Instagram

Last thing you wanted was your picture snapped

Uh, feds still lurking

They see I'm still putting work in

Uh, cause somewhere in America

Miley Cyrus is still twerking.

Outro:

Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk

Twerk, Miley, Miley, twerk, Miley, twerk,

Twerk, Miley, Miley, Miley, twerk

Twerk, oh, yeah, yeah

Only in America, uh!