Jay-Z - Maybach Music 2 Lyrics and Video
[T-Pain - Chorus]
Realest sh-t I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie, I’ma make it back
Can you beleive that, Woah you gotta see
[Jay-Z]
Smell like summertime to me (what is this)
first one to cop, I’m the Maybach music
first one in the coupe I’m on my third 6 deuce
white guts, black Benz
I call that b-tch affirmative action
Oreo, The Obama, curtains drawn they can’t see me Osama
cashmere throws thats a splash of class
S.C initials on the Tiffany glass
I guess on the inital Maybach
I was way too official they didn’t call Jay back
I’m just a bully I apologise
and if you woulda asked I probably woulda lied
this better no pressure
as my mind reclines on white leathers
I think back to my first Maybach
baby blue sides I call it my simulac
6 deuce everytime
I never had the Heinz 57 can’t catch up to mines
no diss to Ricky this his song
but everybody know that this the sh-t I’ve been on
no fives no four point O’s
so no partitions a no no for Hov
I’m just a top draw n-gga penthouse everytime
I’m a top floor n-gga
as I drift off further chauffer serves the city
observers oooh’s and ahhh’s they know who’s inside
though I never touch the wheel I won’t lose my drive
ooohs and ahhh’s they know who’s inside
on the factory shoes I won’t lose my stride
(this is Maybach)
[T-Pain - Chorus]
Realest sh-t I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie, I’ma make it back
Can you beleive that, Woah you gotta see
[T-Pain - Chorus]
Realest sh-t I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie, I’ma make it back
Can you beleive that, Woah you gotta see
[Jay-Z]
Smell like summertime to me (what is this)
first one to cop, I’m the Maybach music
first one in the coupe I’m on my third 6 deuce
white guts, black Benz
I call that b-tch affirmative action
Oreo, The Obama, curtains drawn they can’t see me Osama
cashmere throws thats a splash of class
S.C initials on the Tiffany glass
I guess on the inital Maybach
I was way too official they didn’t call Jay back
I’m just a bully I apologise
and if you woulda asked I probably woulda lied
this better no pressure
as my mind reclines on white leathers
I think back to my first Maybach
baby blue sides I call it my simulac
6 deuce everytime
I never had the Heinz 57 can’t catch up to mines
no diss to Ricky this his song
but everybody know that this the sh-t I’ve been on
no fives no four point O’s
so no partitions a no no for Hov
I’m just a top draw n-gga penthouse everytime
I’m a top floor n-gga
as I drift off further chauffer serves the city
observers oooh’s and ahhh’s they know who’s inside
though I never touch the wheel I won’t lose my drive
ooohs and ahhh’s they know who’s inside
on the factory shoes I won’t lose my stride
(this is Maybach)
[T-Pain - Chorus]
Realest sh-t I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie, I’ma make it back
Can you beleive that, Woah you gotta see
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