Song Cry (Explicit)
Jay-Z"Song Cry (Explicit)" is a song by Jay-Z, released in 2009 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:05 long and contains 106 lines and 699 words.
Lyrics
0:00Song Cry (ソング・クライ) (Explicit) - Jay-Z
0:19The most incredible baby
0:22Uhh - mmm mmm mmm mmm
0:28Yeah yeah uhh
0:32I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
0:35So I gotta make the song cry
0:38I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
0:40So I gotta make the song cry
0:42Good dudes
0:44I know you love me like cooked food
0:46Even though a ni**a got move like a crook move
0:49We was together on the block since free lunch
0:51We shoulda been together
0:53Havin 4 Seasons brunch
0:54We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather
0:57So now we travel first class to change the forecast
1:00Never in bunches just me and you
1:02I loved your point of view cause you held no punches
1:05Still I left you for months on end
1:08It's been months since I checked back in
1:10Well somewhere in a small town
1:12Somewhere lockin a mall down
1:14Woodgrain four and change Armor All'd down
1:17I can understand why you want a divorce now
1:19Though I can't let you know it
1:21Pride won't let me show it
1:22Pretend to be heroic
1:23That's just one to grow with
1:25But deep inside a ni**a so sick
1:28I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
1:30So I gotta make the song cry
1:34I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
1:36So I gotta let the song cry
1:39I can't see it comin down my eyes
1:41So I gotta make the song cry
1:45I can't see it comin down my eyes
1:47So I gotta make the song cry
1:50On repeat the CD of Big's
1:52"Me and My B**ch"
1:53Watchin Bonnie and Clyde
1:54Pretendin to be that sh*t
1:56Empty gun in your hand sayin
1:58"Let me see that clip"
1:59Shoppin sprees
1:59Pull out your Visa quick
2:01A ni**a had very bad credit
2:03You helped me lease that whip
2:04You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6
2:07We was so happy poor but when we got rich
2:10That's when our signals got crossed
2:11And we got flipped
2:13Rather mine I don't know
2:14What made me leave that sh*t
2:15Made me speed that quick
2:17Let me see that's it
2:18It was the cheese helped
2:19Them b**ches get amnesia quick
2:21I used to cut up they buddies
2:23Now they sayin they love me
2:24Used to tell they friends
2:25I was ugly and wouldn't touch me
2:27Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy
2:29And then they got fussy
2:31And they don't remember that
2:32And I don't remember you
2:35I can't see it comin down my eyes
2:38So I gotta make the song cry
2:41I can't see it comin down my eyes
2:43So I gotta make the song cry
2:47Yeah I seen 'em comin down your eyes
2:49But I gotta make the song cry
2:52I can't see it comin down my eyes
2:54So I gotta make the song cry
2:58A face of stone was shocked
2:59On the other end of the phone
3:01Word back home is that you
3:02Had a special friend
3:03So what was oh so special then
3:06You have given away without gettin at me
3:08That's your fault how many times you forgiven me
3:12How was I to know that you was plain sick of me
3:15I know the way a ni**a livin was whack
3:17She don't get a ni**a back like that
3:20Sh*t I'm a man with pride
3:21You don't do sh*t like that
3:23You don't just pick up and leave
3:24And leave me sick like that
3:26You don't throw away what we had
3:27Just like that
3:28I was just f**kin them girls
3:30I was gon' get right back
3:31They say you can't turn a bad girl good
3:33But once a good girl's goin bad
3:35She's gone forever
3:38I'll mourn forever
3:39Sh*t I gotta live with the fact
3:41I did you wrong forever
3:43I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
3:45So I gotta make the song cry
3:48I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
3:51So I gotta let the song cry
3:54I know I seen 'em comin down your eyes
3:56But I gotta make the song cry
4:00I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
4:02So I gotta make the song cry
4:05It's f**ked up girl
Song Cry (ソング・クライ) (Explicit) - Jay-Z The most incredible baby Uhh - mmm mmm mmm mmm Yeah yeah uhh I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry Good dudes I know you love me like cooked food Even though a ni**a got move like a crook move We was together on the block since free lunch We shoulda been together Havin 4 Seasons brunch We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather So now we travel first class to change the forecast Never in bunches just me and you I loved your point of view cause you held no punches Still I left you for months on end It's been months since I checked back in Well somewhere in a small town Somewhere lockin a mall down Woodgrain four and change Armor All'd down I can understand why you want a divorce now Though I can't let you know it Pride won't let me show it Pretend to be heroic That's just one to grow with But deep inside a ni**a so sick I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta let the song cry I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry On repeat the CD of Big's "Me and My B**ch" Watchin Bonnie and Clyde Pretendin to be that sh*t Empty gun in your hand sayin "Let me see that clip" Shoppin sprees Pull out your Visa quick A ni**a had very bad credit You helped me lease that whip You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6 We was so happy poor but when we got rich That's when our signals got crossed And we got flipped Rather mine I don't know What made me leave that sh*t Made me speed that quick Let me see that's it It was the cheese helped Them b**ches get amnesia quick I used to cut up they buddies Now they sayin they love me Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy And then they got fussy And they don't remember that And I don't remember you I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry Yeah I seen 'em comin down your eyes But I gotta make the song cry I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry A face of stone was shocked On the other end of the phone Word back home is that you Had a special friend So what was oh so special then You have given away without gettin at me That's your fault how many times you forgiven me How was I to know that you was plain sick of me I know the way a ni**a livin was whack She don't get a ni**a back like that Sh*t I'm a man with pride You don't do sh*t like that You don't just pick up and leave And leave me sick like that You don't throw away what we had Just like that I was just f**kin them girls I was gon' get right back They say you can't turn a bad girl good But once a good girl's goin bad She's gone forever I'll mourn forever Sh*t I gotta live with the fact I did you wrong forever I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta let the song cry I know I seen 'em comin down your eyes But I gotta make the song cry I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry It's f**ked up girl
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