JAY-Z — Warm It Up

[Verse] Come, get some, ya little bum I take the cake from under the baker's thumb I bake the cake, get two of them from one Then I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son Uh, I show you how to do this son You need another helping hand to swing on I stand alone but still you got a thing on You're Kobe, you're Shaq, Cagney and Lacey They still can't bake like me And if I may make this one thing here Crystal clear, I push crystal, yeah Push fishscale, quicker than Qadry Ismail Re-up, three much, break digital scale Y'all should wish me well like the wishing well 'Cause if this fail... Then it's back to pitchin' like David Wells To make this smell, Jay get knocked Nigga, Jay get bail Love pick me up in a grey S.L, the great excel Rap or raw, I'm walkin' a fine line Now who been gettin' dough since '89?