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Jay-Z and Kanye West - Gotta Have It Lyrics




(KW)
Turn my headphones up, louder
Hello, hello, hello, white America, assassinate my character
Money matrimony, yea they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon act phony, or who gone try to embarrass ya
Imma need a day off, I think I call Ferris up

(JZ)
Bueller had a Muel¬ler, but I switched it for a Miele cause I'm richer
And prior to this shit was moving free base

(KW) Had a conference with the DJs, Puerto Rico three days

(JZ) Poli with the PD's now they got our shit on replay

(KW)
Sorry I'm in pajamas but I just got off the P.J.
And last party we had, they shut down Prive

(JZ) Ain't that where the Heat play? Niggas hate ballas these days

(KW) Ain't that like Lebron James?

(JZ)
Ain't that just like D. Wade? Wait.
Whassup, whassup, whassup, whassup, whassup motherf***er where my money at?
You ‘gon make me come down to your house where your mommy at
Mummywrap the kids, have ‘em cryin' for they mommy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell ‘em I just want my racks

(KW)
Racks on racks on racks
Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs

(JZ) Who in that?

(KW)
Oh shit, it's just blacks on blacks on blacks
Hundred stack

(JZ) How you get it?

(KW) Nigga layin' raps on tracks

(JZ)
I wish I could give you this feelin'
I'm planking on a million
I'm riding through yo hood
You can bank I ain't got no ceiling

(KW) Made a left on Nostrand Ave., We in Bed Stuy

(JZ) Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive

(KW) I remain Chi-town

(JZ) Brooklyn ‘til I die
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(KW)
Turn my headphones up, louder
Hello, hello, hello, white America, assassinate my character
Money matrimony, yea they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon act phony, or who gone try to embarrass ya
Imma need a day off, I think I call Ferris up

(JZ)
Bueller had a Muel¬ler, but I switched it for a Miele cause I'm richer
And prior to this shit was moving free base

(KW) Had a conference with the DJs, Puerto Rico three days

(JZ) Poli with the PD's now they got our shit on replay

(KW)
Sorry I'm in pajamas but I just got off the P.J.
And last party we had, they shut down Prive

(JZ) Ain't that where the Heat play? Niggas hate ballas these days

(KW) Ain't that like Lebron James?

(JZ)
Ain't that just like D. Wade? Wait.
Whassup, whassup, whassup, whassup, whassup motherf***er where my money at?
You ‘gon make me come down to your house where your mommy at
Mummywrap the kids, have ‘em cryin' for they mommy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell ‘em I just want my racks

(KW)
Racks on racks on racks
Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs

(JZ) Who in that?

(KW)
Oh shit, it's just blacks on blacks on blacks
Hundred stack

(JZ) How you get it?

(KW) Nigga layin' raps on tracks

(JZ)
I wish I could give you this feelin'
I'm planking on a million
I'm riding through yo hood
You can bank I ain't got no ceiling

(KW) Made a left on Nostrand Ave., We in Bed Stuy

(JZ) Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive

(KW) I remain Chi-town

(JZ) Brooklyn ‘til I die
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Writer: James Brown, Fred Wesley, St. Clair Pickney, Pharrell Williams, Kanye West, Shawn Carter, Joseph Roach
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.


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