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Lirik Lagu Celebration - Jay-Z

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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI

  • Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
  • bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
  • dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.

ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI

  • Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
  • klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.

ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR

  • Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
    Tanpamu tiada berarti
    Tak mampu lagi berdiri
    Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
    Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu
  • Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
  • Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.

TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI

  • Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
  • Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
What you think you like me? You ain't like me *motherfucker*You a punkI been with MANY people.. CONNECTED peopleWho you been wit? Chain snatchin? mardi gol *motherfuckers*Why don't you go get lostGet out of here go kick a freestyle or somethin
[Jay Z]You're now tuned into the greatest*Motherfuckers* can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate usCan't touch it, *fuck it*, can't see em, try to be emBoth shows sold out your coliseum, 8th WonderLocked rap for trey summers, poker faces with the aces underFace one up, to take over, the break's over*Nigga* I'm the God MC, me, Jay-hovah*Shit* knockin, almost a crime, get CochranBangin to the hearse where my doctors handhot land, FBI, DEA, I did crime, got awayThey wanna see me pay, *motherfuckers* better rideif they try to plant, under the seat of my careven a half a gram, better flame those, plainclothesSame goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapperRep ya game pros
[Wais]We celebrate this, while you sittin back screamin you hate thisTry to rape this, get caught in my crime matrixSpittin sperm inside of latexYou get, no respect like a child rapistDelegate this, men just givin faceliftsLeave your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatusnor Ceasar's, the CIA flooded my block with diseasesInformants, heating the spot up like global warmingWho start *shit*? My style is laced with arsenicOdorless tasteless, cause of death is tracelessI know you wanna see me wastedYou call the order, I'll be in HellTeam Roc sweater and ice waterRighteous, dominate the global, my life's a novelblazin in Barnes and Noble, idolize the vocalsY'all niggaz is local but that's evidentI'm Resident Evil, movin like ?
[Memphis Bleek]Millionaire that flow like water, rap *niggaz* runninI, oughta applaud ya, clap at yaPoint the Mac at ya, *niggaz* caught upBrought up in the rapture, my flows torturelike a compound fracture, can't *fuck* widditFor the love of sex money and drugsAffiliated with the sets Tecs honies and thugsLet the four power, rain on *niggaz* like a spring showerand bring flowers for the bodies that surround usIf you was lookin you found usMovin with speed, tried to play Supermanended up like Chris ReevesParapalegic, precise minds like the Pharoah's of EgyptShot through a barrel *niggaz* narrowly reaped itKeepin my Team top seeded with the Sweet 16'sbulgin out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weededHoldin, ? shots with you like a secretIt's like a story never told, but believe it...
[Sauce Money]Street anthem anchor, quick to trade shots just like a bankerLick a round, *niggaz* hit the ground like SankaI got ya screwface in forty-two ways, Aim betterthan toothpaste, Jerry MaguireShow Me The Money like Clue tapesRun up in your spot with a few eights, zoninKnown men, home in, all of my homies condone sinFour shots spin ya like chrome rimsPut a part right through your dome like the Omen, foaminWhite sheets got ya wrapped like a RomanBack in New York, honey wants it, just spit blood and talk funny*Niggaz* is cartoons, picture styles that's fully developedlike dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoonHeat-seekin, grill huntin, still frontin?Keep squeezin, *fuck it*, I leave the whole street wheezingNo *motherfuckers* hope I fail, and gotta provoke the frailGot em scared to drop like soap in jail
[Jay-Z]Geyeah, there you have itJust think of ours as can't be touched, tested, whateverNever disrespect this thing of oursRoc-a-Fella family