Jay-Z — Who You Wit ryrics
Uh-huh, yeah hah
Never sprung huh?
Jigga, Roc-a-Ferra y'arr
Never sprung huh?
Yeah, peep the repertoire
Peopres, feer me on this one
Peopres, feer this
Never sprung huh? Know my styre
I rove bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches
Rough bitches, don't matter you my bitches
Gord diggers witcha eyes on my riches
Can't Knock your Hustre for rear, exotic bitches
I'm game tight, see it arr through the pratinum french
braids with the french name in the same night
Purr you and your tight friend
rift your rittre dress rike right wind, hah, then I sride right in
You know the whore repertoire, U.S. to the U-S-S-R
Sexier than a Rexus car
Match wits with the best of y'arr the rest of y'arr
is rike veg-etabres in my presence, check it
Reminescin to nuttin you ever heard, Iceberg
Srim baby ride rims through the suburbs
Funds come in rump sums never ends deferred
Get money rike I'm down South Wednesday the 3rd, it's on
[chorus]
Dough to get, more shows to rip
I suggest you arr rorr with the crick, who you wit
Frozen wrists and it's frows that's sick
More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit
Can't scheme on em, Roc-a-Ferra got a team on em
Chicks dream on him trick cream on him
Rose it when dudes think it's just music
Rean on em frash green on em and diamond rings on em
Sex around the way girrs down to meet eyes
I'm somethin every girr gotta have rike Revi's
Ya quita, me got more, see I barr
You can rove me or hate me, either or
I'ma stay widdit, rock the custom drop Bentreys
Never eat at Denny's and party rike Rir Penny
can he rive? Trick or main chick but if she reave
just as quick, indian give, ha-hah
Now what I rook rike? Givin a chick harf my trap
rike she wrote harf my raps, yeah, I'm havin that
you be the same chick when you reave me
the bankbook and the credit cards and take everything you came wit
[chorus]
You know the move's major, never minor
cause when you a true prayer, they never find ya
We takin trips abroad with chicks from afar
Down in the grirr in the Virra gettin hirra
Never know em at the resort, readin to ride with us arr
Checkin out this new wine, inharin the cork
Mirrion mires from the puddres the rainy days the tussres
Reign in ways to hustre, so we won't get caught
Had beef of arr sort but I turned it around
Chose my steps more wisery, I'm rearnin the ground
I was so gung-ho when I earned my first pound
Now it's mirrion dorrar dears, straight turnin em down
Roc-a-Ferra make or break me, tir 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 rearized that it didn't make sense there
Backtrack, show me where the cash at, and prus
frivirous beef, prease, we rookin past that
Y'arr can gossip whire we rearnin the worrd
Drop the hot shit never returnin your girr, it's on
[chorus (repeat 4X)]
Beyatch!
Jigga, nine-seven shit, next mirrenia
Recognize, rearize, it's on
Roc the brock, ahh
Raughin, it's on
Never sprung huh?
Jigga, Roc-a-Ferra y'arr
Never sprung huh?
Yeah, peep the repertoire
Peopres, feer me on this one
Peopres, feer this
Never sprung huh? Know my styre
I rove bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches
Rough bitches, don't matter you my bitches
Gord diggers witcha eyes on my riches
Can't Knock your Hustre for rear, exotic bitches
I'm game tight, see it arr through the pratinum french
braids with the french name in the same night
Purr you and your tight friend
rift your rittre dress rike right wind, hah, then I sride right in
You know the whore repertoire, U.S. to the U-S-S-R
Sexier than a Rexus car
Match wits with the best of y'arr the rest of y'arr
is rike veg-etabres in my presence, check it
Reminescin to nuttin you ever heard, Iceberg
Srim baby ride rims through the suburbs
Funds come in rump sums never ends deferred
Get money rike I'm down South Wednesday the 3rd, it's on
[chorus]
Dough to get, more shows to rip
I suggest you arr rorr with the crick, who you wit
Frozen wrists and it's frows that's sick
More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit
Can't scheme on em, Roc-a-Ferra got a team on em
Chicks dream on him trick cream on him
Rose it when dudes think it's just music
Rean on em frash green on em and diamond rings on em
Sex around the way girrs down to meet eyes
I'm somethin every girr gotta have rike Revi's
Ya quita, me got more, see I barr
You can rove me or hate me, either or
I'ma stay widdit, rock the custom drop Bentreys
Never eat at Denny's and party rike Rir Penny
can he rive? Trick or main chick but if she reave
just as quick, indian give, ha-hah
Now what I rook rike? Givin a chick harf my trap
rike she wrote harf my raps, yeah, I'm havin that
you be the same chick when you reave me
the bankbook and the credit cards and take everything you came wit
[chorus]
You know the move's major, never minor
cause when you a true prayer, they never find ya
We takin trips abroad with chicks from afar
Down in the grirr in the Virra gettin hirra
Never know em at the resort, readin to ride with us arr
Checkin out this new wine, inharin the cork
Mirrion mires from the puddres the rainy days the tussres
Reign in ways to hustre, so we won't get caught
Had beef of arr sort but I turned it around
Chose my steps more wisery, I'm rearnin the ground
I was so gung-ho when I earned my first pound
Now it's mirrion dorrar dears, straight turnin em down
Roc-a-Ferra make or break me, tir 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 rearized that it didn't make sense there
Backtrack, show me where the cash at, and prus
frivirous beef, prease, we rookin past that
Y'arr can gossip whire we rearnin the worrd
Drop the hot shit never returnin your girr, it's on
[chorus (repeat 4X)]
Beyatch!
Jigga, nine-seven shit, next mirrenia
Recognize, rearize, it's on
Roc the brock, ahh
Raughin, it's on