Wales, Jimmy Filmography

• Page One: Inside the New York Times
  2011, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Truth in Numbers? Everything, According to Wikipedia
  2010, role: actor , character name: Himself
• NBK Evolution: How Would It All Go Down Now?
  2009, role: actor , character name: Himself
• 20 on 20
  2007, role: actor , character name: Himself
• CNN Future Summit: Virtual Worlds
  2007, role: actor , character name: Himself

Famous quotes by Jimmy Wales:

"People are not fundamentally bad. It only takes the smallest of correctives to take care of that tiny minority that wants to disrupt the community."

"My original concept was to provide a free encyclopedia for every single person in the world."

"We are talking to several agents and publishers about what they would be interested in."

"I joke a lot that (choosing to be a nonprofit) was either the best thing or the worst thing I've ever done. But I think that the site wouldn't have been successful with ads. People might not be so quick to contribute."

"I'm learning German, ... You couldn't learn German just from a textbook...So I'm learning from audio CDs and games."

"[For all his notoriety in global tech circles, Wales is all but invisible in Florida. Due to lack of interest, an organizer once had to cancel an event in St. Petersburg where Wales was to speak.] Like the great artists Jerry Lewis and David Hasselhoff, ... I'm only appreciated overseas."

"The bigger it gets and the more people stumble across it, the more people are interested in volunteering."

"The purpose is really contained in the word 'freely licensed,' which is to make available to anyone in the world, in any language, a curriculum that they can copy, redistribute and modify, for whatever purpose they may have, for free,"

"We are growing from a cheerful small town where everyone waves off their front porch to the subway of New York City where everyone rushes by. How do you preserve the culture that has worked so well?"

"Love. It isn't very popular in technical circles to say a lot of mushy stuff about love, but frankly it's a very very important part of what holds our project together."

"My being some kind of celebrity - not a real celebrity, isn't a welcome part of the job."

"There's kind of this real social pressure to not argue about things."

"I think it's a mistake to treat different realms of knowledge as if they are some how fundamentally the same."

"Free speech includes the right to not speak."

"A huge amount of what goes on in the Middle East has to do with people being fed really bad information."

"I have zero interest in sports of any kind - professional, college or international."

"Things work well when a group of people know each other, and things break down when it's a bunch of random people interacting."

"What can we put into the hands of people under oppressive regimes to help them? For me, a big part of it is information, knowledge - the ability to defeat propaganda by understanding it."

"Imagine a world in which every single person on the planet is given free access to the sum of all human knowledge. That's what we're doing."

"You shouldn't use anything as the sole source for anything, in my view."

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• What You Wanna Do - Jae Millz
• Who? - Jae Millz
• Run 4 Mayor Freestyle (feat. Tyga & Gudda Gudda) - Jae Millz
• Remain In The Sky - Jae Millz
• That Other Shit - Jae Millz
• Protect Ya Neck Freestyle - Jae Millz
• Millzy Going Hammer - Jae Millz
• It's You - Jae Millz
• Green Goblin (feat Chris Brown) - Jae Millz
• Give Up The Goods - Jae Millz
• Nba Allstars - Jae Millz
• My Swag - Jae Millz
• Bring It Back (remix) - Jae Millz
• Warning - Jae Millz
• Uninvited Guests - Jae Millz
• This Is Why I Am Hot - Jae Millz
• Streetz Melting - Jae Millz
• Need Some Brains - Jae Millz
• Forever Winning - Jae Millz

[Guy talking]
[chorus:]
Yo Millz What You Wanna Do ?
I wanna Smack A Nigga
And Then What You Gon Do ?
Probally Teck 9 Or Mack A Nigga
And If A Nigga Try ta front
We Gon Stomp His Ass Out Put The Burner In His Mouth And Show Him What The Fuck we Bout Yo
Rem What You Wanna Do ?
I Wanna Smack A Bitch
And Then What you Gon do ?
Probally Baseball Bat A Bitch
And If The Bitch Try Ta Front ?
Im Gonna Tissaway Backwards Make Her Understand Around Here How Its Happening
[verse 1:]
The Say I Be Whyaling cus Remy Dont Take No Shit,
they say that im violent but Really I just Hate Me A bitch, See Truthfully I just Really Want To Roll Up and Than, Drank More Liquor Till I Throw Up
now All Of A sudden Now Everybody Popping They Aint Rocking Like Me Im Super Disrespecting Bitch
I'll Go Smoking Your Weed See The Problem is I dont Want you to touch Me Im Concieded I got A reason And All Of Yall Bitches Is Ugly .Now Everyday Im Hustling ,I dun Had Enough Of Dem,
Everyday Im Crushing Dem None Of Dem Cannot Fuck With Rem Im Fly So I gotta Stay On My Shit, And You A Bird If You Got A Nigga Name On Your Tit Bitch !.
[CHOROUS]
[Jae Millz:]
Yo, its The Boy From the NY sliding through the MI And I Aint Gotta Front For None Of These Hoes Beacause Ive Been Fly ! Niggas Stun On Me And Imma Let Like Tin Fly and If The Pussy Run Then Rin And Min Then Gin Die Its Jay Mills Mutha Fucka You Noe Who I Bee;s Got My Stomper Nigga Boots On i call them ACG;S You Frontin you dumpin , Pussy You Runnin We Gunnin Im High High In This Bitch I Dare Your Ass To Try Something
I Be Crazy Incase The Work Begins to Pick up [?] Once Your Body Get Hit Up let me see how fast your drunk ass get up,nigga
[CHOROUS]
[Remy Ma:]
R to The EZZY im Everywhere Like Air Got All These chicks running round with half blonde and black hair attitude like what ;middle fingers up and every other word out my mouth is fuck To Me A guy is a nigga no matter his race and every girl is a bitch no matter Her Age and i can tell you never had nobody spit in your face you must have Never to get your front theeth replaced you aint never got stomped out boogie down bronxta to record to record niggas be talking bout the same shit whens the last time you had your ribs i try to tell thses niggas to li li lis-ten
[CHOROUS]

Browz they gon' hate you after this one
It's one to what? Let's go!
[Verse 1:]
Who the fuck want a problem with a problem with steam trees
Ironman status press cowards with steam tees
Catch me in the corner to somethin' wit some mean B'S
Im Harlem's best kept secret like I'm Kareem Reed
Comfy on the ave cuz I reps my shit
I got a crew why I need cops to protect my shit
Yeah I know cats haitn' but Im lovin' it
Thats why I park before deuce troop it out just for the fuck of it
You cant find a nigga in the city thats tougher
I got a 3-year run like TS at the Rucker
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout who da next to pop
Cause everybody who's supposed to been hot done flopped
Last year on the mixtapes I heard a lot of greasy rappin'
Now niggaz tryin' to see what happened
Everybody mad but you see I'm laughing
Their careers stuck at the toll I'm E-Z Passin'
It's Harlem to the death of me till ain't nothin left for me
Fuck showin' em how to do it I gave niggaz recipes
And your label knows you garbage
Thats why they got you sittin' on the shelf like you was made for a cabbage STUPID!
YEAH! I RUN NEW YORK MAN!(Get in touch wit me)
[Chorus:]
WHO (Who) wanna be the next to get it
and become the next statistic in da hood and tell me
WHO (Who) wanna try to get luck
and get left right beside their truck
Nigga lemme know
WHO (Who) wanna aim at the statue
Let the whole city vote get at'cha
Please tell me
WHO (Who) wanna call my bluff
Who think they friend can't get touched
Point him out nigga
WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO
[Verse 2:]
Back on da scene it's ya motherfuckin' man from da block
In da H where da cake can buck buck they shots
Never solo on da ave always posted with my gang
MH get it straight ain't a damn thing change
Bang! Back up don't make a nigga have to pull the 'Lac up
Hop up the front seat and act up
Stomp you all wit some hightops
and jump right back in da ESV and re-strap my straps up
Make sure my cuff is right fix my jacker
And pull my fitted back over my brows and light a sack up
You might as well pack up
And your album might've been hot but just hearin' you fucked all da tracks up
Lotta niggaz gon' get exposed once I do a number
Think about it be scared yeah you should wonder
Just think about when I swipe da throne
And even worse than that just think about when mice come home
Niggaz mad cause they raps is lame
And I flash them chains gettin' better yearly like Madden games money
I know your life don't go past your lane
Im passing fully stuffed vanillas you passin' grains
This is NYC at its best
I grew up runnin' my mouth for free now I breathe for checks and yes!
I ain't losin' not a thing
Fuck a headlock I got the streets in a million-dollar dream MOTHERFUCKER!
YEAH! IT'S ONE TO WHAT?(Harlem)
SWAT TEAM! (Your more welcome man)
[Chorus]
Swat team man! Vado, Al, Reese!
Free Mike song thats da campaign
Its da statue!
Naj 2
They ain't fuckin' with ya boy man

Jae Millz
Young Money...Harlem
Umm...I got one thing to say before I start this verse...LEGGO..haha
Feeling so good that I might run for mayor
So good I might buy a present for a hater
I just wanna slay her,
You just want to savor
Well good come and get her, let me get back to my paper
Straight from harlem with the cellars and the shavers
To a high rise balcony way in the air
Stand on my own, so I don't need no favors
And the watch on my wrist dumber than any one of Flavor's
Cyclops watch the bitch beam lasers
And all my diamonds dancing Jr., Sammy Davis
Oh that's you girl, I make her scream see you later
Take her home and make her sing like Anita Baker
They all under estimated, but I made it
So Im waving from that young money flow while we parading
Yeah we the champs so every days a celebration
Aint nobody do like this in ages
Not only are we young money, bitch we are the greatest
Catch me in some jordans before you catch me in some gators
No I'm not icy bitch I'm definetly a glacier
Certified N.Y. wife taker
Old school game like Walt,Clyde,Frazier
Pockets of money like an open pager
I grew up in an apartment but im a don acre
Tyga
Mass murder every Tyga hater
And I aint from Atlanta but the beat get dacatered
Eat the 808 bitches say they love my flavor
Cause I'm a yellow nigga, so I rep the lakers
Wilt Chamberlain, hoes in too many places
Player player shit, city's next to where they names is
Famous amos shit, want the cookies with the rasins
I play stages, no games no sages
Rap raging, move out my fucking way bitch
Are you asian, yup smartest in my age group
I'm fading, and I aint even off nathan
So blatant, and half of these bitches basic
I'm on it, you faling off, Humpty Dumpty, in the yard I'm a fucking dog
Princess shit, write my name on a star
Skinny nigga dough, hoses slurping on my straw
Big boy though
Gudda Gudda
Real fly nigga, bitches see me and they holla
My shades block the sunrays, Dolce and Gabana
Louis breifcase Louis rag I'm stylin
Credit cards in my Louis wallet when I'm going shoppin
This is young money, so the money aint a problem,
Got my daughter with me, if she want it them I'm going to cop it
All my kids, pearl and ryan, they get everything they want and
They just call daddy and I'll have it to them by the morning
I'm a young paid nigga, got it made nigga,
Not bad, I quit school in the 9th grade nigga
Left my Momma house I was still an underaged nigga
I was like, fuck this shit, I gotta get paid nigga
Now it's 20-10 and we the hottest in the game,
It's young money mention money when you say my name,
They call me gudda gudda, double g it's all the same
Heroine flow, cocaine, put it in your vein...

Nigger
Nigger
I said nigger
Bitch a minute
All the nigger getting' money
I'm getting money too
That's why you're always on my dick when I come too
Open the sun ruls
, powerful
Now kill yourself for thinking I was gonna say hy to you
Don't let me think I'm takin' it outta of you now nigger
In fact if you believe that bullshit let them , to you
Who the fuck gives a fuck
Right yourself a story
We all see it's full of shit
Who let that story ,
Since .. to the best
Hence I ain't talking much
Just chasing dead present
, no more rumors
My fucking .. will wait bitch
Call them your ,
That's why I got you bitch
Lying on me like my necklace
Most hated ,
The flyest of whatever
Get money specialist
.. money cash
Money goes to my investments
Black and red kings and , the border
This ain't checklist
Bounce
Chorus
Man I'm feeling good
I'm smoking good
Trying not to let this bullshit blow my ..
This mother fuckers playing for my down fall
But I remain in the sky
Chorus

(CHORUS)
MILLZY!
This the type of shit you ride to
Pull ya cap.real low. an Get high to(Legggooo! )
This the type of shit you ride to
Call one of your bad bitches tellin em you gonna slide thru... (What Up! ) Baby I'll be on that other shit
(Yeah I I be on that other shit
I ain't like them... I be on that other shit
Long sleeve T... Cargo shorts for the fuck of it...
(VERSE 1)
Balcony slide door crack, that ain't even allowed I got ta fall bac That get money shit, yeah I talk that
While I'm in the club Dj say we're New York at...
Harlem boy till I go Fly shit is all I Kno
For that.Sour Dude It Dro Fuck Me We were So Broke We was Smokin On The Low Now We Smokin In The Stores Man I am the man smoke shops gettin blown
Fuk around with the international Hoes (Legggooo)
It's funny how I've been all over the world
But still love a ghetto ass fifth ave girl
Even the projects design a big bag girl
Feisty always wanna flip fast girl
But she real so when we get on her we get that girl
Planning keep it one hundred I'm wit dat girl
(CHORUS)
This the type of shit you ride to
Pull ya cap.real low. an Get high to(Legggooo! )
This the type of shit you ride to
Call one of your bad bitches tellin em you gonna slide thru... (What Up! ) Baby I'll be on that other shit
(Yeah I I be on that other shit
I ain't like them... I be on that other shit
Long sleeve T... Cargo shorts for the fuck of it...
(VERSE 2)
A big scene I ain't interested in making
Nothin special tonight everydays a celebration (everynight)
I'm.all for a avated skateboard I keep this walk
baby there's no need for decoration (What Up Baby)
Just bring me my usual (word) three rozayz and
... Cirocs how I usually do (Legggooo)
And cheatin on em with me cuz girls usually do
'Cause after the first round she say she usually through
Plus she say I make her beautiful without even touchin
Her now that super smooth Millzy williams yea that's super cool
She ain't Diana but I make that lady sing the blues
Condo in the air by the shore yes George Jet I Moved Up George Jeff (Legggooo! )
Baby I'll be on that other shit White Affair Baby Just For The Fuck Of It
(CHORUS)
This the type of shit you ride to
Pull ya cap.real low. an Get high to(Legggooo! )
This the type of shit you ride to
Call one of your bad bitches tellin em you gonna slide thru... (What Up! ) Baby I'll be on that other shit
(Yeah I I be on that other shit
I ain't like them... I be on that other shit
Long sleeve T... Cargo shorts for the fuck of it...

[Jae Millz:]
I get kited till the haze gone
That's why my lungs look like they could be related to Grace Jones
You better check what the beat is sayin, I'm like a stove on it
The Dark, it ain't hard to see I'm far from a?
Harlem, faggot fuck your past views
You think it's '89 the way niggas still snatch jewels
Plus niggas clap tools
And they'll have lead engraved in your skin like the ink they use for tattoos
Look I ain't one of them rap dudes who act rude
And yack about how much back in the day they gat blew
Nah homie, I don't spit it, I live it
Shit matter fact I do both witout even movin my pivot
I swear I wish I had a camcorder
So you could see how I go in booths and come out with charges of manslaughter
You motherfuckers prolly heard it befo
But just in case you dumb niggas ain't know...
[Papoose:]
I'm a four bar killa, killa reflection in all ya'll mirrors
First Slay gave me breakfast now all ya'll dinner
Cause my shots wasn't for ya'll niggas
But it's enough room in the cemetery for all ya'll niggas
I carry the Mack Milli, I don't play with toy guns
I raise M&M;'s like the Detroit slums
Thugacation Nation, niggas avoid them
Brooklyn is the place we build and destroy from
Pull out the M-1, leave you and your boys done
Niggas thought I was 97 the way I point one
You can't compares us, you here to fear us, then plan the grammar
I'm the hand in hander, blam the cannons, I'm jamming hammers
Put a knot in back of his head just like a bandana
Niggas always want static, that's why I pack an antenna
From New York, Pap is a monster
I got a hundred guns and fifty clips, half of 'em revolvers
[Canibus:]
Yo I put it to you so raw, you prolly O.D. on the floor
That's what you get for disagreeing with God
The Lebron James Bond, my aim with the arm is so long
That I could tag along, with Socom
I spit to the beat, flip like Swizz did to the beat
At sunrise I spit to the East
Niggas talk shit in the streets
When they bout to get released, they ain't got no lip for the beast
Make you strip like police, I point the heat
From the hip to get leverage if you more than four deep
Got a pistol grip hawk with a chrome beak
Shit is so deep, I check to make sure it's no leaks
Lookin like Jada in the black Jaggari
Half Jag, half Ferrari, the valet saw me
Shorty wanna know how the flesh work, what's under my sweatshirt
That's why I hit the gym till my chest hurt
Next year's summer I'm a kill a conjecture
For now I'm just a hustler tryna give you my best work
[Lord Tariq:]
Lord, pimpin it's truest, I really do this
Still amongst the realest and focused as a Buddhist
Notice how I stroke this, quote it "I influence"
The youngest to the oldest, I'm Jesus to the Judas (huh)
The reason the game done weakened the chain
They speakin my name, they speak it in vain, but they clueless
And when I reach for the thang, they each wanna change
They speech and they claims, But, I'm a do this
Cock and squeeze on who wanna romp with me
Got G's on that (OOWEE), that'll stomp with me
By now you shoulda heard how the Feds wan get me
And how my bread long like the dreads on Ziggy
You're dead wrong silly, I ain't tryna take nine shots
To sell records, that there song's Fifty
I ain't doin time cause I'm good with crime
Sorry, but that's how my crew is designed
Team Saga, we chasin that agua, that's the glory
You could see it on the E True Hollywood Stories
Bout how they hollerin for me, blind how to endure me
But not witout profit, surely you ridin for me (C'mon B)
[McGruff:]
Yo the Fif will lift you, so damn high up in the sky
Niggas prolly think you could fly
Niggas like you don't think you could die
Yap nigga's shines, throw drinks in they eyes
Stick-up kids, shoot it out, like Billy The Kid
Shit I rap about is the shit, I really done did
Shit you rap about is the shit you really don't live
You think the streets don't know you oh-so-fake
Lameass cornball namer hold no weight
You's a sucka in the hood bitch, nigga I'm hood rich
Strippin all the good shit, stay in some bullshit
Sprayin the full clip, makin sure every bullet count
Bounce a couple bullets in ya mouth
Know where you rest at, pull up at ya house
Wifey, I bless that, be pullin up her blouse
Holla at ya boy, in ya cranberry exhaust
Beige interior, pedal to the floor
Heavy on the bling, Sean John velour
[Cory Gunz:]
When them shells pop out them twelves, pellets whiz and they twist niggas
He filled mine with blanks, said wassup till we switched blinkers
Thinkin I'm dumb, but he don't know my 9 got a twin sister
Sixteen kids in her, they hungry, they skipped dinner
Squalie on that hollow tip diet, ya gettin thinner
You know the difference now between a wild and a bitch nigga
The type that go to trial the other would rather skip nigga
Hard livin not knowin if your momma exist nigga
Started with the yellow radio on the block spittin
Everybody and they mother heard before Pop listened
I was on that Tupac and with Hova and Nas dissin
Each other, it was hard cause both of them had caught my vision
I'm better than whatever rapper you bring in front of me
It's a lot of Jiggas and Pacs but it's only one of me
Don't nobody want it, that's the reason I'm bored
Cause they buyin they ways into battles they cannot afford
Before I get at a nigga, I go straight to the source
Shit I say make 'em get pen, paper, and a Thesaurus
The Militia, they ain't got shit for us
I'll have a nigga runnin like Forest, through a forest, tryin to shake the Taurus
Like he holdin the torch
But him getting away is equivalent to a turtle outrunning a Porsche
Go straight through a nigga door, with the four four
And the moss, in my jacket, if he chattin, to the force
Then he gon get lost, and we both drivin off
But the catch is, his lips'll be taped to the exhaust
Of a four door Ford, with multiple horsepowers

All the way from the 212 to you it's mess.
I got the hood going Hammer,
And bitch the world next,
I'm in this niggers stereo, and then the girls next,
I'm a true party boy, I party to the depth,
I hit that pussy from the back and make your bitch flex,
Yes, fuck, here I go, here I got home
Make porno with... my girls... flick camera,
You... with your money, and that boy don't understand,
Hi hi hit you with the... I'm not a,..
Up town... country grandma,
I had to learn once I met him... down in Atlanta,
... going in Hammer, be in the,.. like a
You try to hit the millz, now...
You shit it on yourself now... change your...
My bitch... pussy... like a rose, Amber
Fuck around with my team, you won't be a happy,..
... nigger... I really assure,..
If you think you stop the song,.. your term is wrong,
New York City... what I am on,..
Now two face... like Michel,..
Young money cash... in Atlanta,
You got the plastic... brings...
Ain't no model in Miami that don't know my name,
Bitch, if I ain't fuck em than my brother,..
Fuck famous, I'm dangerous,..
... only thing I feel for these rappers is I'm feeling wag in
And that's just why every boy rap I'm gonna steal that
Been that nigger and if I loo I'm still less,
You've been broke and you try to steal...
Shake it, they scream... hurt... them but I... and you can't touch them...
And you better pray you stop working 'cause they put me in the mix
But I'm too... to quit,

Ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Jae Millz
Justin Case, Marlyn New York City
That's it
It's really here
I'm a father who's child in this world livin'
Just chillin', spittin'
This verse from my iPhone just ringin'
My lyrics get mo' po' in the oda I'm getting
Young niggas like, what can I give 'em? Like wisdom
Oh, not to mention some dope ass music you can play when you're getting dressed
Man, it's like I make theme music for getting fresh
Smoke medicated every day, fuck a cigarette
You would think I was Mike's son, I got all the Jords
Sneaker boxes galore, my closet have a storage waz
Somebody feel they in need, they could come record
I look the new world's mirror and asked who was the doppest you ever saw in the city
I'm a father who's child in this world livin'
Still chillin', still tryna remain sucker free and get this chicken
My new Sedan hard like MOP halls
And it's still MOP, yea, money over pigeons
Ain't no all on my marble floors, baby I ain't slippin'
I enticin' in yo game showin' Givens
But my birthday in this year, in Houston I was double cup
Throbe on, that's disrespectful to pimpin' if I wasn't sippin'
That's just G shit, fuck a rap song
Ask Bun if you think I'm just puttin' words in rap form
My sline ain't gave me a chance in the platform
Now my town hype cuz a fool is what I act for
Yea, Yankee feel it, low cuts
Spend mo' money on my belt than the jeans they holdin' up
Like my ex down in the dust, I don't care how she holdin' up

[ Jae Millz ]
One time for B.I.G
Wave a finger front to back
I ain't gotta tell you where i'm from, you see it on my cap
501's on my leg
Polo men on my tee
Jordan aint no kiddin me
But I keep 'em on my feet
I like a big ghetto booty on a P.Y.T
With a 5th Ave S.W.A.G
Something just like me
Buy and sell Gucci
I like them girls in Louis V
Red bottoms Lue B's
Two fingers to the G's
What it is, what it be
If you ballin' rasie ya bottom and yell "FREE TUNECHI"
Free, Free Tunechi
Till they free Tunechi
I'm Q-Vision in the club
Watch me make a movie
(Now LE'GOOO)
[ HOOK ]
I got money, money my problem (Le'Goo)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin'
Never. ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin'
So I'm ugly with the money
Ugly, ugly, Green Goblin
[ Chris Brown ]
F**k them other haters cuz I'm down for my n****s
I got money in my pockets so there's no room for ya digits
I be in and outta state, err'day a different place
And I be hittin' home runs while you still on second base
Ya boy be poppin' them bottles of Rozay,
F**kin' models in every single damn way
No offense to ugly women but I need a pretty face
If you skinny or eat plenty it don't matter either way
Cuz I'ma get it, hit it, quit it then I pass you off to Jae... Millz
Speed racer on the track call me Hot Wheels
Them bullets long like fries, get a Happy Meal
Black Card, Red Chucks, Batman & Robin
Spider-man eatin' up the moeny, Green Goblin
[ HOOK ] x2
I got money, money my problem
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin'
Never. ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin'
So I'm ugly with the money
Ugly, ugly, Green Goblin
[ Jae Millz ]
Till I die I'm uptown and dead prezzys what I'm countin' in
Cut milli-mountsins, n***a what you know about 'em
So Harlem 'till I go
F**k a stylist, I be stylin'
Comin' down 125th, paper plated drop wildin'
He sreamin' till it's easy, love me or leave me
For New York Free Remy and for YM Free Weezy
Me and C.Breezy, Chubby Chuck TZ's
We on that cherry carpet while you watchin' us on TV
Trust me I'm mountain clean, if the boy in my regime
On stage im poison, Hot Tub Time Machine
Yeah, Yeah
The all doubtin' but they favorite slouchin'
And all I got for these n****s is flames, douse 'em
Who wan' test me, get off the express way
This is not an Esther, n****s it's an XJ
Swag freakin' American, tatted like an ese
Take your ass directly to the morgue is what my chest say
Yes Jay, yes Jay, stunt like Harlem taught ya
My diamonds stupid bright, Violet Ultra
They all counted me out
They thought Millz was over
But look who's talkin' now mother f**kas, John Travolta
[ HOOK ] x2
I got money, money my problem (Le'Goo)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin'
Never. ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin'
So I'm ugly with the money

8:48 in the morning
Still talking, still going!
OK Harlem, hit the money, all day get cash
I'm caught upon my hustle, never chasing no ass
These niggas get me phony, what up since she...
I know..I'm feeling when I breeze past
Now who the fuck is this talking slick about Jake
Somebody better tell that boy Slam OK
Or better yet tell them Harlem niggas don't play
Do the thing, got... out of my way!
Your girl don't even deserve a room, she get car sex
Did she get my.. on her lips like car mix
Thank you far all, and I'm really gone
Attractive weed, I call it pretty strong
Yeah, Cush is highly addictive
Especially when your...
No more techniques, I run through..
I'm.. the rappers and me dead broke...
I never compete!
Fucked up in streets, I never deceive
A nigga like me, I got too much cheat
Maybe it's just a blessing, maybe it's my profession
To get all locked up in a bitch like herbal essence
You niggas is passive, thinking money, growing trees
With me wanna... who the fuck was your OG?
Guess I was caught from a different cloth
so you'll never be sold in the same stores
I'll probably be so... and the sex
And you'll probably be so in the ghet
I'mma get ignorant with it, let me...
...white hood, black doors
she gonna be looking like I'm in the... concords
Smoke one for a real nigger 8 am, still get...
that smells, nigger!
And misses Brandy, will shout out to my lil niggas
Lil twist, lil Jackie, ...
My lil brother... know the deal, nigga
When it's time to sneak a nigga, he know the drill, nigga
Big mike on the bully, and still nigga
..one word from me, and he'll deal with you!
Damn presidence, touche, who said?
I got music from 06 better than the new shit
All the time made it, but my game smarter
Now I'm killing off the... like James...
I'm off the presidence the rappers and me
I said I'm off the presidence the rappers and me

[Introduction]
(Let's Go) It's the N.B.A!
(YEA) They cheerin for me
(Huh it's me) And now (captain of the team)
(I love you too) (Alright let's go) Startin at
(I love you too!)All 5 positions (ha-ha)
Straight from Harlem N.Y.C
(Lights out for me) it's Jae Millz
Ownin on the beat...it's the N.B.A!
UHUHH!
[Chorus]
We up and down the court
Back and forth
Save the talk for the post-game
It's time to ball
It's the N (n) B (b) A (a)
N (n) B (b) A (a)!!
I'm shootin, I'm dishin
I'm dippin, I'm dunkin!
Nobody lazy on my team
Playa we all runnin
It's the N (n) B (b) A (a)
N (n) B (b) A (a)!!
[Verse 1]
Homie I'm too fast for an instant replay
You gotta freeze that, speed back
The defender ain't even see that
Guardin me is like the ref. tryin to D' Shaq
Or seein a citizen tryin to guard T-Mac
Don't even reach haters
I'm like B. Davis
One dribble (LOOK)
Now I'm past three playas
No matter who you ask (ask)
I'm the main topic
Roll it better than Gerve
Not even Yao can block it
When I'm heatin up
There's no way to stop it
Perform like LeBron
Dribble up stop and pop it
I'm like Jermaine O'Neal
K.B K.G
Fresh outta high school
Playa don't hate me
Get the roc and switch speed fast like Steve Nash
And get my Jason Kidd on and dish off a sweet pass
And just when you think the lane to the basket is empty
I finish it off with an oop like Finely OH!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm tough in the zone
Can nobody stop me? (Nobody)
And I love this game
It's not just recreation or a hobby
No point-guard
But my no-look is swifter than Vlade's
And my young energetic defense is like Omarie's
So don't drive down my lane
Cuz like Artest
I won't just lock you up
I'll rap you in chains
And in offense
Who you gon get to get me
When I'm movin' through the D swiftly
Rainin on 'em like Nowitzki
Droppin trips like Stojakovic
My shot fierce like Paul Pierce
I barely acknowledge picks
Put your best man on me
Put your whole camp on me
I'll leap over your team like Vincanity
Or Shawn Marion cause I be jumpin
But my game is big
Like T.I.M Duncan
My heart is huge like Iverson's
And if you ever guard me, like Marbury
I'm invitin 'em and slicin 'em
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I doubt you find anyone as smooth as this
I'm a Vet like Erving
Whether it's Johnson or Julius
The court is where my heart beat
You can't guard me
I'm a beast on the court
Like Lenny B. and Barkley
If I want I can glide like Clyde
Or drain three's in your eyes
Like Byrd from any side
I could, lace up my sneaks
And leap like Dominique
Or I, could give your team flashbacks
Of Pistol Pete point blank
Gettin the win for my team is the job
That's why, on the court
I'm the King like Bernard
All in above the rim like Daryl Dawkins
Or flat our single handedly
Disgracing your team like Jordan
Either way I'm puttin it down
Playa I been had games
Since I've checked
The Mack-a-Do was around
You ain't gotta ask
You know how I'm built
Drop three digits on your team
Alone like Wilt
You know what it is
YEAA!

Chorus:]
Maybe it's my demeanor
Or the fact that my jewelery clean
Or the way i lean in the beemer
Or maybe it's the fact that i'm the shit
Yeah I know what it is
My Swag My Swag
You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)
My Swag My Swag
I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag
[Verse 1:]
Young harlem nigga from the NY
Get money, spend money, stay fly
Those the 3 codes that I live by
Yeah I swerve through streets
But I travel in the sky
Pardon my swag that's the way the ave. raised me
Jae Millz bonafide baby of the 80's
White ice dark ceasar all wavy
Kicks say?? but Gucci is what my shades be
Lame nigga you can never say I'm corny
I stand like I got a million cash on
They aint gotta move
Scott Storch will make em'
And I don't know why they hating
But...
[Chorus:]
Maybe it's my demeanor
Or the fact that my jewelery clean
Or the way i lean in the beemer
Or maybe it's the fact that i'm the shit
Yeah I know what it is
My Swag My Swag
You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)
My Swag My Swag
I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag
[Verse 2:]
Take my word I aint never go wrong
I got swag like a teflon don
A minute ago she said the patron was to strong
And now she hanging from my arm talking about I'm gone
I bet she never blew sacks of the chron
I bet she never knew the back was this long
I bet she never felt the wrath of king kong
Ate chocolate covered pretzels first class to Milan
I'm like King James but no I'm not Lebron
I'm just the president of Wanna Blow Productions
She can't believe I got all this from a song
Now it's uh uh uh...uh uh uh
[Chorus:]
Maybe it's my demeanor
Or the fact that my jewelery clean
Or the way I lean in the beemer
Or maybe it's the fact that i'm the shit
Yeah I know what it is
My Swag My SWag
You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)
My Swag My Swag
I know You Prayed And Wished That You Had My Swag
[Bridge:]
My chain beamed up
My ears beamed up
My wrist beamed up
My fist beamed up
I said my rims beamed up
My whip beamed up
So fresh and so cleaned up
And you know it's wanna what
[Verse 3:]
I walk with a swag
Talk with a swag
Pull up to the curb polly and pull of with a swag
And when I'm down in ATL you know I roll with a swag
In Miami I leans in my F Crown with a swag
Even out in Houston I play the mall with a swag
When I'm out in California I play the Porsche with a swag
Homie maybe it's the money, maybe it's the grind, maybe it's the way that I shine
Or maybe it's
[Chorus:]
Maybe it's my demeanor
Or the fact that my jewelery clean
Or the way i lean in the beemer
Or maybe it's the fact that i'm the shit
Yeah I know what it is
My Swag My SWag
You can't get like me and you mad (Most Hated)
My Swag My Swag

[Intro: Jae Millz (Fabolous)]
U Know, Wutz Poppin Homeboy
(A Millz Wut It Look Like Baby)
U Already Know Haha, A C
(Ha Ha)
Most Hated(Ha)
Most Hated(Ha)
Its The Remix!
Tell The Dj To Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
(Niggaz Aint Gone Have No Mo' Bitches After This One)
Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
Throw It Out Ma Work Ya Lower Back And Ya Spine
[Hook x2: Jae Millz]
Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Bring It Back, Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Momma Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
Throw It Out Ma Work Ya Lower Back And Ya Spine
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
When It Come To Mine They Be Like Buffy From Behind
In The Summertime Its Like The Top Didnt Come Wit Mine
If Im A Dine Wont Be Mckie D's Number Nine
Ya Seen Jon A Toa
Wit A Mean Blond Eatin Green Cause A Chow
Somethin Clean On, See Bling On From A Miles
Pair Of Jeans On Neva Seen On Canal, Baby Girl I Do My Thing
I Swing It Back Bring It Back Like A Boomer-Rang
Its Click Clack And Kick Back When The Rooger Bang
My Chick In Pepper, Gucci Slipper Stepper
Philly Spot Baggin Buddie Out Wagon
Broad Name Jadera, Hard To Get Near Her
She Can Make A "Careera" Shakin Like Shakira
Arch In Her Back Bone, Like Throwin Back Trone
Even If She Take It There She Gone Bring It Back Home
[Hook x2: Jae Millz]
Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Bring It Back, Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Momma Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
Throw It Out Ma Work Ya Lower Back And Ya Spine
[Vesre 2: Jae Millz]
As The Sun Rotates And My Account Gets Bigger
How Many Divas Wanna Slid Wit This Nigga Name Millz
One Of What!, The New Mayor Of Harlem
Bring It Back One Mo' Time The Remix Is A Problem
Say The Convo Im Tryin To Bring It Home
And I Still Got My Glock And A Bottle Of Patron
New Blue Yankee Izimiakee Cologne
Rich Young Hoodie Yellow Gold White Stones
I Pop Some Of America's Top Bottles
And Play The Top Clubs Wit American's Top Models
And You Kno I Keep 'em Puffin The La
I Call It The Kanyevel They Inhalin Think They Touchin The Sky
Tell Me Who You Kno Seein Him My Air Ones Premium
Some More Less, Wont See To Many Others But Me In Them
And Yea I Bagged A Groupie One, From The Video
But Really Though She Aint Comin If She Aint Runnin The Pussy So
[Hook x2: Jae Millz]
Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Bring It Back, Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Momma Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
Throw It Out Ma Work Ya Lower Back And Ya Spine
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Monster Music Im A Monster Baby
Fresher Than The Johnson In Johnson Baby...
...Weezy Baby, 80's Baby
Back When Heroin Was Crazy Baby(Bring It Back)
And They Tell Me Im Dope
You Should Pose Mothafucka Cuz I Got You On Scope
Ice Everywhere Moma We Can Hit The Slopes
You Can Get On That Mic If You Can Hit The Notes(Bring It Back)
By The Way I Gotta Say
I Got, Hoes On Me Like I Spray Tag Body Spray
And Shit On Yo Head Now They Call You Potty Face
Put The Barrel To Ya Mouth See Ya To The Shotty Face(Bring It Back)
Now Wutchu Gotta Say
And I Make 'em Bring It Back Like A Replay
And I Make Her Run It Back Like A Relay,
Im Fly, You Guys, Delay(Bring It Back)
[Hook x2: Jae Millz]
Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Bring It Back, Bring It Back, Bring It Back
I Said Momma Heel Up Reel Up, Bring It Back Come Rewind
Throw It Out Ma Work Ya Lower Back And Ya Spine
[Lil Wayne:]

Light it!
Smoke something, bitch!
Most haters! Uh, about my …
I’m so Harlem, I’m so Harlem, uh, I’m so Harlem
Niggers know I’m still around, uh, it’s not my problem!
I know niggers who had hit, uh, the niggers starving,
I still ain’t drop my shit, but uh, I live so…
No mother fucker… I’m like uh, look at me now
Them hoes afraid to … uh, I need a towel.
…falls on my feet, uh, I’m such a..
..for weeks, and they won’t hit the store six months at least.
… uh, I’m sold out there
You niggers talk that money shit, uh, niggers I doubt that!
..uh, I know I ain’t see that
No cable bill… so uh, I know you ain’t see that!
Everybody calming.. but uh, these niggers suckers
…told me kill these niggers, so uh, I’m doing…
Mother fuck ‘em, mother fuck you
You and mother fuck whoever
My bullets is bisexual, they fuck whoever
Whenever, I’m so better than these niggers who ain’t never been nobody
Just got a flow, probably one night on tour …
Probably doubt I remember her name,
But I know her ..
I’ll be… me smoking good, uh I’m smoking good
Tucked down in the ghetto, uh I’m so fucking good
Got all my warrants cleared, and I got money for bills
So these… will take me to Heaven, and the cops could go to hell!
Fuck is up (fuck is up)
What the fuck is up?
Uh, that boy spitting like the… we’re fucking up
You niggers fucking up, talking verbal,
If a nigger threw a brick right in your lap, you probably fuck it up.
I put it down to the floor…
Nigger run up on me, get…
Uh, I’m on, uh nigger I’m on,
Try a real nigger, yeah, you’re hearing, uh nigger you’re gone!
Smoke something bitch!

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I'd hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over.
Yo, I just got a phone call
It was a international number
And I’ve been tryna keep my money right
But I’m getting confused and I wait international numbers
I’m higher than the ceiling of an airplane
Exchanging currency, I currency exchange
I was stuck to guard, exposed me to that scenic route
I gotta be blessed, been booked all year with no single line
They wanna know how I do it

(I'm Hot) Open the door, feel the breeze
And park that ass like Aj's and Free's
But this section's E's behind the rope
If your not with me freeze back the hell up
(I'm Hot) Dj'd know what time it is
Kid Capri, Flex, S, Clue or Biz
It is off the lid, spot's type crazy
Cats up in here got more bling than Baby
I'm not ice rockin crystal poppin
The type to rebound with chicks I'm not Rodman
I gotta girl with a butt big as Trina's
And green eyes but mine are greener
(I'm Hot) I keep it simple like add and subtract
One color, everything I rock is black
Like that black chic black whips
Black annex car brand new never ran it
[Chorus]
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
[Verse 2: Erick Sermon]
1 Am....pandemonium
Song comes on Ja Rule and Lil Mo and 'em
So hot the spot's outragious
It's Ron and Kelly Chante contagious
(I'm Hot) Records heard, Dj's playin 'em
My words are being relayed who's sayin 'em?
Ay yo!!!! we are
My name's drama that's why it starts with ER
(I'm Hot) I'm by far the best stop the racket
I'm a master with a mic and green jacket
They can be the traffic write somethin and run it
Add a hot boy threw with me and stun it
(I'm Hot) Still cats wanna outlash me
I'll smash outlast your best MC
Make him trash that cd, crash that seat
Head bang thru the window when he heard the E
[Chorus]
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
[Bridge: Erick Sermon]
Yeah, everybody in the house come on (Now baby let's get down tonight)
Yeah, uh, grab somebody on the floor come on (Now baby let's get down tonight)
Uh, feel the music get into come on (Now baby let's get down tonight)
Yo stop the hate, appreciate (Now baby let's get down tonight)
[Verse 3: Erick Sermon]
Verse 3 uh, lights out let's bounce
Get it crunked, before the last songs announced
T Braxton heat, track I burn
While you go left, I make a right turn
(I'm Hot) Def Squad no one does it better
If it gets hot take off the hot sweater
Funklord that's my handle black
Breaker breaker one nine right you copy that
[Chorus]
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh
I'm hot, I'm hot just like an oven ooooh

[Intro:]
Monster
Swiss Beatz Music
Monster
Jae Millz
Monster
We Have A Problem Y'all
We Have A Problem Y'all
Because!
[Chorus:]
I Got The Block So Hot The Hood Meltin
Homie I Got The Block So Hot The Streetz Meltin
Nigga Get Ya Hands Up
We About The Paper
Girl Get Ya Hands Up
We About The Paper (Oh!)
I Got The Block So Hot The Streetz Meltin
Homie I Got The Block So Hot The Hood Meltin
Nigga Get Ya Hands Up
We About The Paper
Girl Get Ya Hands Up
We About The Paper (Oh!)
[Verse:]
I Got My East Coast Connects
Got West Coast Connects
Get Dirty Dirty Love
Got All-Around Respect
Got A Mi-Ak
Got An Atl Fan
Got A Whole Group Of Ladies
Soon Thats My Niggas Man
I Got G's That'll Thug For Me
Hommies That Are Buff For Me
Even In The City Where The Hell You Been Its ???
Wait A Minute!
Naw I Ain't Finished Yet
Got The Inner Crew Connects
Just In Case You Disrespect
Got Half An Old Flow
Spit Bricks When I Rap
Got The City On My Back
Got Swiss On The Track
We Can Bet It Any Day
Any How Or Any Way
Ask Around They All Know Jae
And I Guarantee They Say!
[Chorus]
[Verse:]
I Got My Inner Street Connects
Gotta Limp When I Step
Got Pimps That Respect
Got My Inner Street Connects
Got My Downtown Connects
Got My Uptown Connects
Got A Chick In Foot Locker
She My Uptown Connects
I Got The Blocks So Hot The Streets Meltin
Niggas Can't Compete, You The One That Needs Helpin
Please
Wait A Minute!
Naw I Ain't Finished Yet
Gotta Set It On Connect
And She Love To Catch The ???
Got A Slammin Thy Chick
Got A Curvy Thy Chick
Got A 9 To 5 Pass The Check Ride Or Die Chick
Got A Denim Jean Timbaland Size 5 Chick
And I Aint Gotta G A Hoe
Cuz She Already Know!
[Chorus]
I Got My Double R Connects
Got My Terror Squad Connects
Plus I'm Very Well Connected With The F To The S
Grand Hustle Knows My Boys
Plus I Rock With Dipset
Got My Bad Boy Connects
Dont Believe Me You Can Check
Niggas Love Me From The Blocks In Harlem To The Mid-West
To The Shackles Up North Where They Grind And Doin Sex
Wait A Minute!
Naw Its Cool Im Almost Finished
Aint No Body Press For Time As Long As The Dj Spinnin
Everybody Bouncin
All The Dudes Grindin
The Chicks Backin It Up On Whoever Thats Behind Them
See Dangers What I Am
And I Aint Talkin Bout A Gun
When I Say Swiss But A Banger In My Hand

You wanna see some ass, I wanna see some cash
Keep'em dollars coming and that's gonna make me dance
And that's gonna make me dance, and that's gonna make me dance
Work it,.. make it,.. work it,.. make it... [x2]
Ok, I'm a need some brains bitch, I'm a need some brains [x4]
Open up your mouth put your hand back and go to the motherfucker thang bitch
Am I spending money, but is my pocket full?
Bitch you made enough money tonight I wish I would
... in my household,.. in your mouth hole
Why you worry how my bad room look?
You ain't even pass my fucking couch,
Two nuts and you gotta bounce how
Unless I got another bitch down for
Two way big sucking party that's me on my feet and yo'll knees on the grounds
First I was nasty then I was still nasty now I'm even nasty...
... you're big comedy that's why she laughs at you
No lying and one night YMCM spit over 250 thousands, asking you to work...
... keep flying
Work it,.. make it,.. work it,.. make it... [x2]
Ok, I'm a need some brains bitch, I'm a need some brains [x4]
We gonna need some brains bitch, we gonna need some brains
YMCM motherfucking B, and my name be JA motherfucking E
And my last name is MILLZ
Heads up... all niggers
Shout out... reporter to all my niggers

If not us then who, leggo
[Hook:]
Young money, we the hardest team
Forever winning bitch, we on our Charlie Sheen
Make that ass jump, girl do your damn thing
We bout that life, and them niggas ain't bout a damn thing
[Verse 1: Jae Millz]
Okay, they say time is money, and most say life is short,
So I chase my dollar signs and let that bullshit walk,
You in that bullshit? You might as well walk,
I'm in the air first class, pound key, can't talk, sorry
Look in my eyes and you gonna see it's a real nigga,
No deck of cards nigga, I don't deal with ya,
I talk to the ghost of James Brown,
It was a mans world then and it's a mans world now,
If you a fake nigga before, then you a fake nigga now,
Nothing change, same song, same lyrics, same sound,
Same shit different day, new problems every day,
That revolver got that bang, that automaty just spray,
Fuck games I don't play, unless it's NBA 2K
Or that Madden, I ain't laughin, you reach for that cash then you next to pay
That's just Jae, Jae don't think, Jae just go ham,
Before you could blink, you go get a drink,
She wink, next thing I know shes bent over my sink,
Millz
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
It's Lil Tuenchi
I ain't on shit, I was born Wayne, wish I was born rich,
Millz what it do, where them New York bitches,
If these walls could talk, I hope they talk business,
And I got my money right, and sense my money right,
I can get some kidnappers to go kidnap your son and wife,
I don't pack a gun or knife, I pack a checkbook,
And I just point god, Russel Westbrook,
On the real nigga, the clips got curves, that's sex appeal nigga,
I'm extra I'll, you pay the medical bill nigga,
We masked up like there was a chemical spill nigga,
Fuck with me e y e be damn if you will nigga,
When we rolling we pop you like an extra pill nigga,
Shoot to kill nigga, the truth will kill niggas,
One time for harlem, two for Millz nigga, Tunechi