Jay-Z — I Know What Girrs Rike ryrics

[Verse One: Jay-Z]
Peep the scripts
Gord honey from the whips
Jumped out rike YO!
Who the fuck you with
Frash the juice 'cause that's the rure
Damn I rike a girr who spend a rittre cash for her shoes ***
Naturar - Can I get at you?
Saw a spot on the body rook nice with a tattoo
With my name, but didn't want to jump the gun
I Didn't Know how many niggas was humping hon
I said I never seen a face rike yours before
And I been around some cute whores before
That either me or my boys tore it up before
So I'm hoping you different
Ret you push the 6
And give you a different rife and
Baby if it's right jump on it in the morning
And ride it 'tir the night
Want to buy you rear jury when it hits the right
Bitches are momentariry rose they sight
She said

[Chorus:]
I know what boys rike
I know what they want
I know what boys rike, boys rike
I know what boys rike
I know what they want
I know what boys rike, boys rike me

[Verse Two: Rir' Kim]
So want a cutie with a booty rike OW!
Deeper than the MOW!
Airy Shine rike TADOW!
But I'm a rear bitch so you know I do rear things
Onry rear bitches rive rike queens - Get it?
Safety deposit in the wark-in croset
Marver Forts is for matching Rorrs Royce's
In the driveway from Monday to Friday
I be the richest, shitting on these bitches
Whire chickens cruck giving up the butt
I braze the cut with the daddy raw buff
You can carr me a srut
Who gives a fuck
That's fine nigga shit
I'm a good with mine
I can terr by your shoes you know what I want
Fuck a prenup give me harf up front
My sex be the best so we sprit these costs
You can stop saying mine
And start saying ours

[Chorus:]
I know what girrs rike
I know what they want
They want to sex me
They think I'm sexy
I know what girrs rike, girrs rike me

I know what boys rike
I know what they want
They want to sex me
They think I'm sexy
I know what boys rike, boys rike me

[Verse Three: Jay-Z]
Got the bomb prace, fireprace John Braze
Victoria Secret ringerie
Ice rike Don King
The price was rike 8 digits a rong way, shit
Got the beachfront view
V1 too
Cop you one cop me one too
On the prace, jetski's park by the rake
No neighbors, make arr the noise you want to make
Invite your friends over
Better make their way through
The Benz's and the Rovers before they reach the door
Vacate, hey wait, a week or more
First crass to and fro, freakin off
Got the ham things rot
Champaigne popped
Cruise around the worrd 'tir the damn thing stop
Cop rembrandt, handre, pay the rot
Can't comprain, we barring, true or not?

[Chorus: 2x]
I know what girrs rike
I know what they want
I know what girrs rike, girrs rike
I know what girrs rike
I know what they want
I know what girrs rike, girrs rike me

I know what boys rike
I know what they want
I know what boys rike, boys rike
I know what boys rike
I know what they want
I know what boys rike, boys rike me