JAY-Z — Who You Wit

[Intro] Uh-huh, yeah hah Never sprung huh? Jigga, Roc-A-Fella y'all Never sprung huh? Yeah, peep the repertoire Pa-pause, feel me on this one Pa-pause, feel this Never sprung huh? Know my style [Verse 1] I love bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches Rough bitches, don't matter, you my bitches Gold diggers witcha eyes on my riches Can't knock your hustle for real, it's aight bitches I'm game tight, see it all through the platinum French frames With the French name, in the same night Pull you and your tight friend Lift your little dress like light wind, hah, then I slide right in You know the whole repertoire, U.S. to the U-S-S-R Sexin' in a Lexus car Match wits with the best of y'all, the rest of y'all Is like veg-etables in my presence, check it Reminiscin' to nothin' you ever heard Iceberg Slim baby, ride rims through the suburbs Funds come in lump sums never ends deferred Get money like I'm down South, Wednesday the third, it's on [Chorus] More, dough to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit? Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More 0's than you know exist, bitch who you wit? [Verse 2] Can't scheme on 'em, Roc-A-Fella got a team on 'em Chicks dream on him, trick cream on him Lose it when dudes think it's just music Lean on 'em, flash green on 'em and diamond rings on 'em Sexin' around the way girls down to miras I'm somethin' every girl gotta have like Levi's Chiquita, mi amor, see how raw You can love me or hate me, either or I'ma stay winnin', rock the custom drop Bentleys Never eat at Denny's and party like Lil' Penny Can he live? Trick or main chick but if she leave Just as quick, Indian give, ha-hah Now what I look like? Givin' a chick half my trap Like she wrote half my raps, yeah, I'm havin' that You be the same chick when you leave me The bankbook and the credit cards And take everything you came with (it's on) [Chorus] More, dough to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit? Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More 0's than you know exist, bitch who you wit? [Verse 3] You know the move's major, never minor 'Cause when you a true player, they never find ya We takin' trips abroad with chicks from afar Down in Negril in the villa, gettin' iller Never know I'm at the resort, readin' to Robb Re-pes-ort Checkin' out this new wine, inhalin' the cork Million miles from the puddles, the rainy days, the tussles Reign in ways to hustle, so we won't get caught Had beef of all sort but I turned it around Chose my steps more wisely, I'm learnin' the ground I was so gung-ho when I earned my first pound Now it's million dollar deals, (straight) turnin' 'em down Roc-A-Fella make or break me, 'til death do us Won't be in your right mind, you ever step to us Been there, when I was in my tenth year, went there Then I realized that it didn't make sense there Backtrack, show me where the cash at And plus, frivolous beef, please, we looking past that Y'all can gossip while we learnin' the world Drop the hot shit, never returnin' your girl, it's on [Chorus] More, dough to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit? Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More 0's than you know exist, bitch who you wit? More, dough to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit? Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More 0's than you know exist, bitch who you wit? More, dough to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit? Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More 0's than you know exist, bitch who you wit? More, dough to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit? Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More 0's than you know exist, bitch who you wit? [Outro] Fucka! Jigga, nine-seven shit, next millennium Recognize, realize, it's on Roc-A-Blok y'all, ahh Laughin, it's on