Somewhere In America Lyrics - Jay-z

Shout out to old Jews and old rules 

New blacks with new stacks 

I already been the king 

Retro act, I'm just bringing it back like Jordan Packs 

New money, they looking down on me 

Blue bloods they trying to clown on me 

You can turn up your nose high society 

Never gone turn down the homie 

Knock knock I'm at your neighbor house 

Straight cash I bought ya neighbor out 

You should come to the housewarming 

Come and see what your new neighbor 'bout 

Yellow Lambo in the driveway 

A buck thirty-five, I'm on the highway 

Frank Sinatra on my Sonos 

Loud as fuck, I did it my way 

A million sold before the album dropped 

White Lexus before I had a deal 

Ask Bun B about me 

This ain't no snap back, a nigga been trill 

By the way, fuck your math 

You ain't gotta count it my nigga I can add 

1 million, 2 million, 3 million, 20 million 

Oh, I'm so good at math 

Might crash ya Internet 

And I ain't even into that 

When I was talking Instagram 

Last thing you wanted was your picture snapped 

Feds still lurking 

They see I'm still putting work in 

Cause somewhere in America 

Miley Cyrus is still twerkin' 

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Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk 

Twerk, Miley, Miley, twerk 

Twerk, 

Twerk, Miley, Miley, Miley, twerk 

Twerk, yeah, ugh-huh 

Twerk, Miley, Miley, Miley 

Only in America 

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