[Jay-Z] Little Punk ass Buck, that's it ni**a (laughing) That's ballin? I guess Men Lie, Women Lie... But Numbers Don't Its Over for that Ballin' It My Turn... Brooklyn! (Chorus) We Fly High, No Lie, You Know this Brooklyn! Brooklyn get Paper Tote big thangs We Chase ni**as around they own Ball Games Ball Game ni**a its over for you Lames Gimme Back the Chain Its over for you Dames F**k Ya'll Broads Didn't they ever tell you don't f**k with a man's family F**k up with ya'll ? Kidnap mine ni**a I will Click Clack Push your wig Back Further than Tara Banks Head Line Your Bank vs Mine, if ya Ballin' Ni**a what I'm doing can't be defined The Jones' can't keep up maybe my ni**a Nas But I got Stronger after Ether (wow!) (Chorus) We Fly High, No Lie, You Know this Brooklyn! Bed Stuy, Brownsville, CI The Best in the Game Since Daddy Kane and B.I. My Turn, We Live, money to burn ni**a we on Fire G-Fiver, Ace a Spade make it real easy to book ya babe I'm running a Boston on these ni**as I'm watching ya soundscan you keep Renigging I'm Trump Tight, Trump like I'm on my way to a billy I play my cards nice ni**as like Hov ya sound too Rich I'm Like Oh! ain't that about a bitch Ain't that we here for therefore I sound like I am supposed to sound Meet me at the Clearport I'm Ballin' for real you pump faking it Manhattan keep on Faking it Brooklyn Keep on taking it! Yeah! [LatinRapper.com Lyrics] Shout out to all My real ni**as in Harlem! 145th and All That! This ain't about Boroughs its about B**ches! It's Game Time