Cuban cigars in the Maybach
And I'm feeling like JAY-Z
I still had all this, way back
And I'm feeling like JAY-Z
I'm in the Maybach back on my way to the race track
And I have a lot of money since way back
New car, time to go paint that
And hate mo'fuckers, man I hate that
Ah, we don't never get along
No lie, so I had to put it in a song
Everybody know the hook, they all sing along
And all I need is a joint, don't bring a bong
King-J, all about the Benjamins
House party everyday, you should bring a friend
Everything I've ever said is true
And I'm poppin' molly I'm sweating (wooh!)
Cuban cigars in the Maybach
And I'm feeling like JAY-Z
I still had all this, way back
And I'm feeling like JAY-Z
