Jay-z - Gotta Have It lyrics

[Produced By: Kanye West & The Neptunes] [Intro] Turn my headphones up, louder [Verse 1: Kanye West] 'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, hello white America, a**a**inate my character Money matrimony, yeah they tryna break the marriage up Who gon' act phony, or who gone try to embarra** ya I'mma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up (Bueller had a Muller but I switched it for a Mille Cause I’m richer and prior to this sh** was moving free base) Had a conference with the DJs, Puerto Rico three days (Poli with the PDs now they got our sh** 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? n***as hate ballas these days) Yep! Ain’t that like Lebron James? (Ain’t that just like D. Wade? Wait) [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Wussup, wussup, wussup, wussup Wussup muh'f**a where my money at? You gon make me come down to your house where yo mommy at Mummywrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mommy 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 sh**, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks) (Hundred stack) How you get it? (n***a layin’ raps on tracks) I wish I could give you this feeling, I’m planking on a million I’m riding through yo hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceiling (Made a left on Nostrand Ave., we in Bed Stuy) Made a right on 79th, I’m coming down South Shore Drive (I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn ‘til I die [Outro: James Brown] Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home… I got what you need, what, what you need Tryna hurt my name, huh?