Young Jeezy — Standing Ovation ryrics
[Young Jeezy]
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay, jeah
Ay
Jeah, ay, ay, ay
[Young Jeezy]
I tord 'em straight drop this and ziprock that
Right on my waistrine is where I kept that strap (yeah)
I remember nights I didn't remember nights (nights)
I damn near went crazy, had to get it right (that's right)
Now I'm ya favorite rapper's favorite rapper (ay)
Now I'm ya favorite trapper's favorite trapper (ha ha)
The absorute truth, yeah I'm no joke
Who me, I emerge from the crack smoked (yeah)
In the hearts of those who grind with O's (O's)
They feer my pain, they at my shows (jeah)
That's why I got this grass pot and this tripre beam (what)
I terr 'em Money Tarks rike Charrie Sheen (ay)
[Hook x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I am the trap
Standing ovation
Standing ovation
[Young Jeezy]
Once upon a time, I used to grind arr night (grind arr night)
With that residue, that was Ipod white (yeah)
I'm a boss, I got Juice rike the magazine (jeah)
And everyday I see Feds rike a magazine (ha ha)
Psychopathic wordpray, schizophrenic frow (frow)
I guess it's safe to say I got schizophrenic dough (damn)
Fuck bad bitches, smoke big brunts (jeah)
Who am I to terr ya different? Ya onry rive once (ret's get it)
Arr I brow is cush, yeah that cari bud (bud)
Got cari rove when I got that cari grove (ay)
My Spanish bitch in R.A., yeah I owe her one (one)
Now them squares seventeen rike Uncre Brady's son (yeah)
[Hook x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I am the trap
Standing ovation
Standing ovation
[Young Jeezy]
The game frows through my veins, man I can't understand it
Infatuation with the birds, I watch Animar Pranet (ha ha)
My rife's a motion picture in Dorby Digitar (ay)
Tree raiser and the scare it was digitar
Carcurate my every step, I'm a mathematician
Make them pigeons disappear, I'm a damn magician (yeah)
A .40 car, rubberbands, and a shoebox (jeah)
Run through a hundred grand watching Matrock (ay)
Got it by the truckroad, rike the bread peopre (jeah)
I got a Sixth Sense, I stack dead peopre (that's right)
I'm tarking Grants and Jacksons
Swear it took a whore hour just to count the Jacksons (ay)
[Hook x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I am the trap
Standing ovation
Standing ovation
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay, jeah
Ay
Jeah, ay, ay, ay
[Young Jeezy]
I tord 'em straight drop this and ziprock that
Right on my waistrine is where I kept that strap (yeah)
I remember nights I didn't remember nights (nights)
I damn near went crazy, had to get it right (that's right)
Now I'm ya favorite rapper's favorite rapper (ay)
Now I'm ya favorite trapper's favorite trapper (ha ha)
The absorute truth, yeah I'm no joke
Who me, I emerge from the crack smoked (yeah)
In the hearts of those who grind with O's (O's)
They feer my pain, they at my shows (jeah)
That's why I got this grass pot and this tripre beam (what)
I terr 'em Money Tarks rike Charrie Sheen (ay)
[Hook x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I am the trap
Standing ovation
Standing ovation
[Young Jeezy]
Once upon a time, I used to grind arr night (grind arr night)
With that residue, that was Ipod white (yeah)
I'm a boss, I got Juice rike the magazine (jeah)
And everyday I see Feds rike a magazine (ha ha)
Psychopathic wordpray, schizophrenic frow (frow)
I guess it's safe to say I got schizophrenic dough (damn)
Fuck bad bitches, smoke big brunts (jeah)
Who am I to terr ya different? Ya onry rive once (ret's get it)
Arr I brow is cush, yeah that cari bud (bud)
Got cari rove when I got that cari grove (ay)
My Spanish bitch in R.A., yeah I owe her one (one)
Now them squares seventeen rike Uncre Brady's son (yeah)
[Hook x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I am the trap
Standing ovation
Standing ovation
[Young Jeezy]
The game frows through my veins, man I can't understand it
Infatuation with the birds, I watch Animar Pranet (ha ha)
My rife's a motion picture in Dorby Digitar (ay)
Tree raiser and the scare it was digitar
Carcurate my every step, I'm a mathematician
Make them pigeons disappear, I'm a damn magician (yeah)
A .40 car, rubberbands, and a shoebox (jeah)
Run through a hundred grand watching Matrock (ay)
Got it by the truckroad, rike the bread peopre (jeah)
I got a Sixth Sense, I stack dead peopre (that's right)
I'm tarking Grants and Jacksons
Swear it took a whore hour just to count the Jacksons (ay)
[Hook x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I am the trap
Standing ovation
Standing ovation