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Lyrics – Flux Capacitor ft Jay-Z – Mp3 Download

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Lyrics - Flux Capacitor

Lyrics – Flux Capacitor ft Jay-z, Yeah, you know I’m full time trippin’ The crib look like Zaha Hadid did it, nah, he different, Hov here to deliver you like Moses, So it’s, In this beautiful fact, we been chosen, Throwin’ Roc Nation brunches, that’s a feast full, Non-believers, I created my own Easter, Evidence for your reverence, Lyrics – Flux Capacitor Why would I not have a watch like a Saudi prince? It unfoils, The slave that shook hands and humbled the duke of oil, The spook that spoke sterling silver and pearls twirl, tumbled out my nappy coils. Mp3 Download

Lyrics for Flux Capacitor ft Jay-Z

Tell my uptown posse, yeah
Tell my uptown posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my BK posse, yeah
Tell my BK posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my Third Ward posse, yeah
Tell my Third Ward posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)

Yeah, you know I’m full time trippin’
The crib look like Zaha Hadid did it, nah, he different
Hov here to deliver you like Moses
So it’s
In this beautiful fact, we been chosen
Throwin’ Roc Nation brunches, that’s a feast full
Non-believers, I created my own Easter
Evidence for your reverence
Why would I not have a watch like a Saudi prince?
It unfoils
The slave that shook hands and humbled the duke of oil
The spook that spoke sterling silver and pearls twirl, tumbled out my nappy coils
Visions of sugar plums for all the boys and girls
Why would I sell-out, I’m already rich, don’t make no sense
Got more money than Goodell, a whole NFL bench
Did it one-handed like Odell
Handcuffed to a jail
I would’ve stayed in the sideline
If they gonna tackle, they cheat themselves
You backstabbers gon’ turn me back to the old Jay
He’s not who you wanna see, he’s not as sweet as the old Ye
When I die please don’t tweet about my death (death)
Tryna get mentions, bringin’ attention to yourself
Please don’t post some pic from in the club
With some quote you stole like we was tighter than what we was
Tryna get likes from my love
If you can’t go by the crib then give my momma a hug

Tell my uptown posse, yeah
Tell my uptown posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my BK posse, yeah
Tell my BK posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my Third Ward posse, yeah
Tell my Third Ward posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my magnolia posse, yeah
Tell my magnolia posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat

Uh-uh
I said
Duaa’s up from the belly of the Dunya (Subhanallah)
Duaa’s up for my umi in the ummah (Subhanallah)
Duaa’s up for the honorable Louis Farrakhan
Who pulled me out the grave and pointed me towards the Sunnah (Mash’Allah)
I’ve been Rappin Duke, Duh-ha duh-ha
You never thought we’d make it to Lā ‘ilāha ‘illā Allah
It’s the day of the judgment, fulfilment of the covenant
These universal truths remain self-evident
R-O-C stands strong like Sphinx do (Uh)
Now who wan’ come test the champion sound?
Limb by limb, we all gon’ cut ’em down
Send for the hacksaw, take out the tongue
Tell the Parkway posse, yeah
Tell the Parkway posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
From the Mag to the Melf to that Caliope
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?

Tell my uptown posse, yeah
Tell my uptown posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my BK posse, yeah
Tell my BK posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my Third Ward posse, yeah
Tell my Third Ward posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat (Gat)
Tell my magnolia posse, yeah
Tell my magnolia posse, yeah
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat
Ya heard?

I wanna go back to the-
I wanna go back to the old way
But I’m drunk instead with a full- (old way)
But I’m drunk instead with a full ashtray (you’re too late)
(Ashtray) you’re too late
Too late, late
Too late (late)
I wanna go back to the-
I wanna go back to the old way
But I’m drunk instead with a full- (old way)
But I’m drunk instead with a full ashtray (you’re too late)
(Ashtray) you’re too late
Too late, late
Too late (late)

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