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Gotta Have It
Jay-Z & Kanye West
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Turn my headphones up
Louder
Uh-huh (look here now), uh-huh (look here now)
What you need, what-what you need
I got what you need, what-what you need (look here now)
What you need, what-what (uh) you need
I got what you need
'Ello, 'ello, 'ello
'Ello, White America, assassinate my character (tryna hurt my name, huh?)
Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon' act phonier? Who gon' try to embarrass ya?
I'ma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up (look here now)
Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Miele
'Cause I'm richer, and prior to this shit was movin' freebase
Had a conference with the DJs (yeah), Puerto Rico three-days
Parlay with them GDs, now they got our shit on replay
Sorry I'm in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
Ain't that where the Heat play? (Yep)
Niggas hate ballers these days (yep)
Ain't that like LeBron James?
Ain't that just like D-Wade?
Wait
What you need, what-what you need
I got what you need, what-what you need (look here now)
What you need, what-what you need
I got what you need
Look here now...
Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup?
Wassup, muh'fucka, where my money at? (What you need)
You gon' make me come down to your house where yo' mummy at (what you need)
Mummy wrap the kids, have 'em cryin' for they mummy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell 'em I just want my racks
Racks on racks, on racks (racks)
Maybachs on 'bachs, on 'bachs, on 'bachs, on 'bachs (who in that?)
Oh shit, it's just blacks on blacks on blacks
Hunnid stack (how you get it?)
Nigga, layin' raps on tracks
I wish I could give you this feelin', I'm plankin' on a million
I'm riding through yo' hood, you can bank I ain't got no ceiling
Made a left on Nostrand Ave' (right), we in Bed Stuy
Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive
I remain Chi-town
Brooklyn 'til I die, uh
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home...)
(I got what you need, what-what you need)
(T-T-Take 'em on home)
(What you need, what-what you need)
(I got what you need, what-what you need)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home...)
(Tryna hurt my name, huh?)