Текст песни Jay Z — Beach Is Better

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Get ya ass on the celly
Cause I ain't got time
To be arguing with your ass
If you ain't really ready.

Girl, why you never ready
For as long as you took,
You better look like Halle Berry
Or Beyoncé. Shit, then we getting married.

I brought sand to the beach
Cause my beach is better.
You can keep ya beach
Cause that beach whatever.

Started out at the Darby,
Ended up at 1 Oak.
Left the house with 100 grand,
Ended up near broke.

Don't get mad at me,
I'm buying bucket after bucket,
When it's gone I'm like, fuck it!
I replace it with another one.

Can't take this money with you,
Burn this shit up like I'm richer,
Niggas asking,
If the oven on?

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