[Chorus screwed pimp c sample from jay-z's "big pimpin'" (kendrick lamar)]

"Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup

All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck

Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall

If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all"

(Pussy ass hoe niggas) "I can't fuck with y'all"

(Bitches all up in my business) "I can't fuck with y'all"

(Industry of counterfeits) "I can't fuck with y'all".

[Kendrick lamar]

Taking off when you landing

Bitch niggas gonna throw tantrums

And I'm dancing on them stars

The galaxy ain't got room for y'all

Ain't nothing gonna happen soon for y'all

While I'm here, and every day I hear

Your bullshit, self-pity

Reason why you never dealt with me

Reason why your girl dealt with me

Hands up in the building, we get busy, and say

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p, yep

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p, yep

That's exactly what this sound like

A to the a to the l-i-y

A-h, give it up two times

Then give it right back, don't blow my high.

[Chorus]

[Kendrick lamar]

Look at my life, then look at yours

Get some ambition, why you bored?

Time will never wait on no man

Society will never hold your hand

Niggas like to gossip like bitches

Got me thinking you don't like bitches

Wonder what's behind them ray bans

Eyes of a coward, I understand

Niggas like to gossip like bitches

Sip don perignon, when we finish, we say

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p, yep

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p, yep

That's exactly what this sound like

But never will I ever forget left eye

Roll up, put a ribbon in the sky

And a button on your lips, don't blow my high.

[Chorus]

[Kendrick lamar]

Now everybody sing this shit.

[Sung by aaliyah]

I'm sending him a four-page letter

And I enclose it with a kiss

And when I write, he'll be better

Get it on time.

[Kendrick lamar]

Look at my life and look at yours

Get some ambition, why you bored?

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p

R-i-p aaliyah, r-i-p.