Jay-Z - Dirt Off Your Shoulder (Album Version (Explicit))

Dirt Off Your Shoulder
Jay-Z
04:05
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Song lyrics

[Intro:]
You're now tuned into the muhfuckin' greatest!
(Jigga)
Turn the music up in the headphones. (Jigga)
Jigga)
Tim, you can go on and brush your shoulders off, nigga,
I got you!
Ugh, yeah!

[Chorus:]
If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go on – brush your shoulders off.
Ladies is pimps, too; go on—brush your shoulders off.
Niggas is crazy, baby; don't forget that boy told you:
Get that dirt off your shoulder!

[Verse 1:]
I probably owe it to y'all, prolly be locked by the force,
Tryna hustle some things that go with the Porsche,
Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced,
Middle finger to the law, nigga, grippin' my balls.
Said, the ladies, they love me — from the bleachers, they screamin',
All the ballers is bouncin' – they like the way I be leanin',
All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin',
But all the hustlers – they love it just to see one of us make it.
Came from the bottom of the bottom to the "Top of the Pops",
Nigga, London, Japan, and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back — get it, man? I'm straight off the block
I can run it back, nigga, 'cause I'm straight with the Roc.

[Chorus:]
If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go on – brush your shoulders off.
Ladies is pimps, too; go on – brush your shoulders off.
Niggas is crazy, baby; don't forget that boy told you:
Get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!

[Verse 2:]
Your homie Hov in position, in the kitchen with soda,
I just whipped up a watch, tryna get me a Rover,
Tryna stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir,
Keep the Heckler close – you know them smokers'll test ya.
But, like, 52 cards went out – I'm through dealin',
Now, 52 bars come out – now, you feel 'em,
Now, 52 cars roll out; remove ceiling in case 52 broads come out,
Now, you chillin' with a boss, bitch, of course; S.C. on the sleeve,
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen,
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus, the slippers is clean,
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown up for real, chyeah!

[Chorus:]
If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go on – brush your shoulders off.
Ladies is pimps, too; go on – brush your shoulders off.
Niggas is crazy, baby; don't forget that boy told you:
Get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!

[Verse 3:]
Your boy back in the building; Brooklyn, we back on the map,
Me and my beautiful bee-itch in the back of that 'Bach,
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap,
I ain't gotta clap at 'em – niggas scared of that black.
I drop that Black Album, then I back out it
As the best rapper alive – nigga, ask 'bout me,
From bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys,
From O's to opposite Orphan Annie.
You gotta pardon Jay for sellin' out the Garden in a day,
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey',
I'm a hustler, homie; you a customer, crony,
Got some dirt on my shoulder – could you brush it off for me?

[Chorus:]
If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go on – brush your shoulders off.
Ladies is pimps, too; go on – brush your shoulders off.
Niggas is crazy, baby; don't forget that boy told you:
Get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder!

[Outro:]
You're now tuned into the muhfuckin' greatest!
Best rapper alive!
Best rapper alive!