Who You Wit - Jay-Z

Uh-huh, yeah hah

Never sprung huh?

Jigga, Roc-A-Fella y’all

Never sprung huh?

Yeah, peep the repertoire

Papas, feel me on this one

Papas, feel this

Never sprung huh?

Know my style

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

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?

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)

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?

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 the grill 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

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?

Fucka!

Jigga, nine-seven shit, next millennium

Recognize, realize, it’s on

Roc-A-Blok y’all, ahh

Laughin, it’s on