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Who You Wit II

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Uh-huh, yeah, ha

Never sprung huh?

Jigga, Roc-a-Fella y'all

Never sprung huh?

Yeah, peep the repertoire

Pa-pause, feel me on this one

Pa-pause, 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

Sexing in a Lexus car

Match wits with the best of y'all, the rest of y'all

Is like vege-tables in my presence, check it

Reminiscing to nothing, 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 3rd, it's on

Dough to get, more shows to rip

I suggest you all roll with the clique, who you wit?

Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick

More O'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' 'round the way girls down to Miras

I'm something 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 winning, rock the custom drop Bentley's

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? Giving a chick half my trap

Like she wrote half my raps, yeah, I'm having 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)

Dough to get, more shows to rip

I suggest you all roll with the clique, who you wit?

Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick

More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit?

Here's something niggas goin' find, not at all funny

We taking all ya bitches, taking all ya money

Jay-Z rated A.G. baby that's All Good

I sink this ball in your hole, I'm Tiger Woods

If the money was the grass and your ass was a tee

When I hit it with this club love you coming with me

Grip you right up under your ass, put your back on the wall

Kinda tipsy, seeing triple, so I'm fucking ya all

You remind me of this dream I had the night before

I'm kinda hoping the condom break to have a reason to go raw

I'm playing, hit the showers, hit the money spot

Where all the models play and big money is dropped

Drop the top, let her feel the moonlight it entranced her

She jumped all in my seat like some private dancer

I tell you something new, if you don't hop down off that

Butter soft shit with your shoes, I'ma step on the gas

She laughed, put her ass back in the proper place

She said, "I played my cards right and look I got the ace"

I told her, "Slow down baby"

You dealin' with a baller, who, hold ground crazy it's on

Dough to get, more shows to rip

I suggest you all roll with the clique, who you wit?

Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick

More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit?

Dough to get, more shows to rip

I suggest you all roll with the clique, who you wit?

Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick

More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit?

Dough to get, more shows to rip

I suggest you all roll with the clique, who you wit?

Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick

More O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit?

Dough to get, more shows to rip

I suggest you all roll with the clique, who you wit?

Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick

More O's than you know exist, bioth who you wit?

Jigga, nine-seven shit, next millennia

Recognize, realize, it's on

Huh, haha, I'm laughin'

I just wanna call and apologize for the things that I was sayin' to you

You know, that was kinda, you know, ridiculous what I was sayin'

And um, I just wanted to thank you for giving Ta-Ta the message for me

We could still be cool

It was nice meeting you too, bye"

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