Family Feud song by JAY-Z from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Hip-Hop, East Coast, Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Family Feud Meaning
| [[Intro: JAY-Z] (Ha-ya) My nigga got on (Ha-ya) My nigga got on all white, no socks (Ha-ya, ha-ya) My nigga got that cocaina on today That’s how he feel, turn my vocal up (Ha-ya) That’s how you feel, Emory? (Ha-ya) Turn my vocal up some more Turn my vocal up, Guru! (Ha-ya) Turn the music up too (Ha-ya-ya-ya) [Verse 1: JAY-Z & Beyoncé] Super Bowl goals My wife in the crib feedin’ the kids liquid gold We in a whole different mode The kid that used to pitch bricks can’t be pigeonholed I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed Uh, we gon’ reach a billi’ first I told my wife the spiritual shit really work Alhamdulillah, I run through ’em all Hovi’s home, all these phonies come to a halt All this old talk left me confused You’d rather be old rich me or new you? And old niggas, y’all stop actin’ brand new Like 2Pac ain’t have a nose ring too, huh Nobody wins when the family feuds But my stash can’t fit into Steve Harvey’s suit I’m clear why I’m here, how about you? Ain’t no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I’m cute (Mmmmm) Pretty much If anybody gettin’ handsome checks, it should be us Fuck rap, crack cocaine Nah, we did that, Black-owned things Hundred percent Black-owned champagne And we merrily merrily eatin’ off these streams Y’all still drinkin’ Perrier-Jouët, hah But we ain’t get through to you yet, uh What’s better than one billionaire? Two (Two) ‘Specially if they’re from the same hue as you Y’all stop me when I stop tellin’ the truth , [Interlude: JAY-Z & Beyoncé] Hahahaha (Ha-ya) I would say I’m the realest nigga rappin’ (Ha-ya) But that ain’t even a statement (Ha-ya) That’s like sayin’ I’m the tallest midget (Ha-ya) Wait, that ain’t politically correct, forget it (Ha-ya) Can I get “Amen” from the congregation? Amen, amen (Ha-ya) Can I get a “Amen” from the congregation? Amen, amen (Ha-ya) Ha-ya-ya-ya [Verse 2: JAY-Z] Yeah, I’ll fuck up a good thing if you let me Let me alone, Becky A man that don’t take care his family can’t be rich I’ll watch Godfather, I miss that whole shit My consciousness was Michael’s common sense I missed the karma that came as a consequence Niggas bustin’ off through the curtains ’cause she hurtin’ Kay losin’ the babies ’cause their future’s uncertain Nobody wins when the family feuds We all screwed ’cause we never had the tools I’m tryna fix you I’m tryna get these niggas with no stripes to be official Y’all think small, I think Biggie Y’all whole pass is in danger, ten Mississippi Al Sharpton in the mirror takin’ selfies How is him or Pill Cosby s’posed to help me? Old niggas never accepted me New niggas is the reason I stopped drinkin’ Dos Equis We all lose when the family feuds What’s better than one billionaire? Two , [Interlude: JAY-Z] Hahahah I’ll be damned if I drink some Belvedere while Puff got CÎROC Y’all need to stop [Outro: Beyoncé] (Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya (Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya (Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya Ha-ya-ya-ya Ha-ya, ha-ya Love me like, love Yeah yeah yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah] |
