What More Can I Say song by JAY-Z from Primary Album The-black-album. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, East Coast, Hip-Hop music. The Record company is Roc-A-Fella Records & Def Jam Recordings. Released on November 4, 2003.
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What More Can I Say Meaning
| [[Produced by The Buchanans] [Intro: Russell Crowe from Gladiator] “Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?” “Is this not why you are here?” [Interlude: Jay-Z] Turn the music up, turn me down Guru, let’s go get ’em again This time it’s for the money, my nigga Brooklyn, stand up [Verse 1: Jay-Z] There’s never been a nigga this good for this long This hood or this pop, this hot or this strong With so many different flows, this one’s for this song The next one I switch up, this one will get bit up These fucks, too lazy to make up shit, they crazy They don’t, paint pictures, they just, trace me You know what? Soon they forget where they plucked Their whole style from then try to reverse the outcome I’m like, “TAA!” I’m not a biter, I’m a writer for myself and others I say a B.I.G. verse, I’m only biggin’ up my brother Biggin’ up my borough, I’m big enough to do it I’m that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish So them rings and things you sing about, bring ’em out It’s hard to yell when the barrel’s in your mouth I’m in, new sneakers, dual-seaters, few divas What more can I tell you? Let me spell it for you: W-I, double-L, I-E Nobody truer than H-O-V And I’m back for more, New York’s ambassador Prime Minister, back to finish my business up , [Chorus: Hum-V] What more can I say? What more can I do? I gave this up to you I know this much is true, true, true My love [Break: Jay-Z] What more can I say to you? You heard it all [Verse 2: Jay-Z] You already know what I’m about: flyin’ birds down south Movin’ wet off the step, purple rain in a drought Stuntin’ on hoes, brushin’ off my shirt But ain’t nothin’ on my clothes ‘cept my chain, my name Young H-O, pitch the yay faithful Even if they patrol, I make payroll Benz paid for, friends they roll Private jets down to Turks and Caicos Cris’ caseloads, I don’t give a shit Nigga, one life to live, I can’t let a day go By without me bein’ fly, fresh to death Head to toe ’til the day I rest And I don’t wear jerseys, I’m 30-plus Give me a crisp pair of jeans, nigga, button-ups S. Dots on my feet make my cipher complete What more can I say? Guru, play the beat , [Break: Jay-Z (Hum-V)] My nigga, hahahaha, woo! We gon’ let this ride into the hook – I’ma snap my fingers on this one What more can I say to you? – Get my grown man on Let’s go! (What more can I say?) [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Now you know your ass is Willie when they got you in the mag For like half a billy and your ass ain’t lily-White That mean that shit you write must be illy Either that or your flow is silly, it’s both I don’t mean to boast, but damn, if I don’t brag Them crackers gon’ act like I ain’t on they ass The Martha Stewart that’s far from Jewish Far from a Harvard student, just had the balls to do it And no I’m not through with it In fact, I’m just previewin’ it This ain’t the show, I’m just EQin’ it One-two and I won’t stop abusin’ it To groupie girls: stop false accusin’ it Back to the music, the Maybach roof is translucent Niggas got a problem, Houston! What up B, they can’t shut up me Shut down I, not even P.E., I’ma ride God forgive me for my brash delivery But I remember vividly what these streets did to me So picture me lettin’ these clowns nitpick at me Paint me like a pickany I will literally kiss TT in the forehead Tell her, “Please forgive me,” then squeeze into your forehead I’m not the one to score points off, in fact I got a joint that’ll knock your points off Young Hova the God, nigga, blast for me I’m at the Trump International, ask for me I ain’t never scared, I’m everywhere, you ain’t never there And nigga, why would I ever care? Pound for pound, I’m the best to ever come around here Excludin’ nobody, look what I embody: The soul of a hustler, I really ran the street A CEO’s mind, that marketin’ plan was me And no, I ain’t get shot up a whole bunch of times Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines And I ain’t animated like, say, a Busta Rhymes But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines Add that to the fact I went plat’ a bunch of times Times that by my influence on pop culture I’m supposed to be number one on everybody list We’ll see what happens when I no longer exist Fuck this man , [Outro: Hum-V] What more can I say?] |
FAQ
- Who produced the lyrics for What More Can I Say?
This lirics prodiucer by The Buchanans.
- What is the name of the person who wrote this song? What More Can I Say
What More Can I Say song is written by JAY-Z, Roland Chambers, Erick Andre Gonzalez, Kenneth Gamble, Thom Bell & Steven Johnson
- Who is the lyrics Mixing Engineer
What More Can I Say song lyrics mixing Engineer by Ken “Duro” Ifill
- Who worked on the recording of the song?
What More Can I Say lyrics recording Engineer is Young Guru
- Who mastering the song?
What More Can I Say lyrics song mastering engineer is Tony Dawsey
