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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JAY-Z
Songwriter
Timbaland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rockwilder
Producer
Timbaland
Producer
Tatsuya Sato
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I remove your roof ****, let the sunshine in
Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in
Really a thirty-six without the gun, I'm thin
But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck
Ignorant bastard, I'm taking it back to day one
No kids, but trust me, I know how to raise a gun
For **** that think I spend my days in the sun
Well, here's the shock of your life, the glock not the mic
Homey, I'm not into hype, trust me, I'm still street
You still fucking up and trust me, I still creep
Yeah, I know the platinum chain be looking real sweet
But, reach and I bury **** sixty feet deep
S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs
Separate fathers from they daughters, why bother?
I'm a crook like you, I took like you
I disobeyed the law, threw out the book, like you
How dare you look at jigga like I'm shook, like who?
I keep the fifth with me ****, come and get me
[Verse 2]
Come and get me
Come and get me
Come and get me
Come and get me
[Verse 3]
What y'all **** is tryna do, but I don't like it
Straight gangster shit
Hey, gangster shit
Straight gangster, ****, Roc
[Verse 4]
Yo, your summer's 'bout to get hot
**** home from jail and they plotting
Heard about the watch, the Bentley hard-top
The Continental T, got 'em resenting me
God, I work hard, please don't envy me
I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard
I can recall a year ago I almost lost this job
All y'all remember is the part about me parking the hog
What about all them days I was walking my dogs?
Barking at broads, but they never hollered back
And if they did, all the said was, where them dollars at?
Imagine, being skinny, growing up around broader cats
The quiet assassin demeanor of them college cats
Until I got a gat and loudly start popping back
Round the way, **** called me Bobby Boucher
Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay
How y'all gon' stick me up? Take my jewels away
Pull out your gat, car jack me, take my cruise away
Well, I got news for y'all fools today, hey
[Verse 5]
I got shots to give, come and get me, ****
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me, ****
I won't part with this, come and get me, ****
I worked hard for this, come and get me, ****
I got shots to give, come and get me
Come and get me
[Verse 6]
I made it so you could say Marcy and it was all good
I ain't crossover, I brought the suburbs to the hood
Made 'em relate to your struggle, told 'em 'bout your hustle
Went on MTV with do-rags, I made them love you
You know normally, them people wouldn't be fucking with you
'Til I made 'em understand why you do what you do
I expected to hear, Jay, if it wasn't for you
But instead all I hear is buzzing in your crew
How y'all scheming, tryna get accustomed to my moves
So y'all could tape my mouth, stake out my house
But I got pride, I'm a **** first
I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first
That's how jigga work
The funny thing, I represent y'all every time I spit a verse
And that's the shit that hurts
But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right here
So when y'all feel that the time is right
[Verse 7]
I got shots to give, come and get me, ****
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me, ****
I won't part with this, come and get me, ****
I worked hard for this, come and get me, ****
I got shots to give, come and get me
Come and get me
[Verse 8]
Aiy yo yo, aiy yo yo
It's only fair that I warn you, rap's my new hustle
I'm treating it like the corner, fuck with me if you wanna
My game change, but my mind frame remains the same
I gotta protect what's mine
Shit, I started from nothing, zero, zip
I made my way hustling, I don't owe **** shit
I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun gripped
Cats I played skelly with, **** done flipped
I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip
Two in the stash, one come up when I shift
I keep one under the chair where I sit
I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch
Ask Big, every time he'd come to my crib
He'd find another gun that I hid
I'm ready to make this one of the hottest summer there is
Every day like a hundred-and-six, shit
[Verse 9]
I got shots to give, come and get me, ****
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me, ****
I worked hard for this, come and get me, ****
I won't part with this, come and get me, ****
I got shots to give come and get me
Come and get me
[Verse 10]
I got shots to give, come and get me, ****
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me, ****
I won't part with this, come and get me, ****
I worked hard for this, come and get me, ****
I got shots to give, come and get me
Come and get me
Motherfuckers
Written by: JAY-Z, Timbaland