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Jay-Z - Primetime Lyrics
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We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime

Yeah, primetime, beat by Dion, our third eon
That's what the f*ck we on
Mo' money, forty year old phenom
My fifteen minutes of fame has stretched beyond
At forty two be better than twenty fours
I carried the 4-5, mastered 48 laws
Still wearing my 23s they can't f*ck with the boy
Far as them 16s, I'm 23 of it all
Primetime, riding that six deuce
That 911 I only subtract the roof
Started in '88
Got warm in '92
I landed in '96
That's the year I came through
I hit the club, ordered some Grey Goose
Switched it for Ciroc to give Puff's stock a boost
New money, I found the fountain of youth
I'm headed to Miami to f*ck up the Fontaine Bleu
A case of Ace, make it two, nigga we rolling, beat the deuce
The night is young, what the f*ck we gon' do? (Ooh)

The night is young, what the f*ck you wanna do, huh?
The night is young, what the f*ck we gon' do, huh?
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?

Primetime, basking in the lime
Cassius in his prime, coloring out of the line
'Cause they don't want nobody that's colored out of the lines
So I'm late as a motherf*cker, colored people time
Damn Yeezy, they all gotta be dimes?
Well, Adam gave up a rib so mine better be prime
Niggas gon' kill me, I swear they better be lying
I never live in fear, I'm too out of my mind
Primetime, never hit these heights
I mean it's like, it's like our first 1st class flight
I'm trippin' on it, socks on marble floors
I'm slippin' on it, champagne, I'm sippin' on it
Shit taste different, don't it?
You know what? You right
It's like the best damn champagne I had in my life
"When you coming home" That's a text from my wife
I told her, run a bubble bath
And float in that motherf*cker like a hovercraft
And soak in that motherf*cker 'til I call you back
I mean who says shit like that, and doesn't laugh

The night is young, what the f*ck you wanna do, huh?
The night is young, what the f*ck we gon' do, huh?
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?
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We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime

Yeah, primetime, beat by Dion, our third eon
That's what the f*ck we on
Mo' money, forty year old phenom
My fifteen minutes of fame has stretched beyond
At forty two be better than twenty fours
I carried the 4-5, mastered 48 laws
Still wearing my 23s they can't f*ck with the boy
Far as them 16s, I'm 23 of it all
Primetime, riding that six deuce
That 911 I only subtract the roof
Started in '88
Got warm in '92
I landed in '96
That's the year I came through
I hit the club, ordered some Grey Goose
Switched it for Ciroc to give Puff's stock a boost
New money, I found the fountain of youth
I'm headed to Miami to f*ck up the Fontaine Bleu
A case of Ace, make it two, nigga we rolling, beat the deuce
The night is young, what the f*ck we gon' do? (Ooh)

The night is young, what the f*ck you wanna do, huh?
The night is young, what the f*ck we gon' do, huh?
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?

Primetime, basking in the lime
Cassius in his prime, coloring out of the line
'Cause they don't want nobody that's colored out of the lines
So I'm late as a motherf*cker, colored people time
Damn Yeezy, they all gotta be dimes?
Well, Adam gave up a rib so mine better be prime
Niggas gon' kill me, I swear they better be lying
I never live in fear, I'm too out of my mind
Primetime, never hit these heights
I mean it's like, it's like our first 1st class flight
I'm trippin' on it, socks on marble floors
I'm slippin' on it, champagne, I'm sippin' on it
Shit taste different, don't it?
You know what? You right
It's like the best damn champagne I had in my life
"When you coming home" That's a text from my wife
I told her, run a bubble bath
And float in that motherf*cker like a hovercraft
And soak in that motherf*cker 'til I call you back
I mean who says shit like that, and doesn't laugh

The night is young, what the f*ck you wanna do, huh?
The night is young, what the f*ck we gon' do, huh?
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?
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Writer: Shawn Carter, Maureen Elizabeth Reid, Russell W Simmons, Lawrence Smith, Kanye West, Ernest Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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