THE THRONE - Gotta Have It lyrics
rate meFeaturing Jay-Z, Kanye West and Pharrell Williams
Turn my headphones up
Louder
Uh, huh, uh, huh
What you need, what, what you need
I got what you need, what, what you need
What you need, what, what you need
I got what you need
LOLOLOL to white America, assassinate my character
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
Bueller had a Mueller but I switched it for a mille
'Cause I'm richer and prior to this shit was movin' freebase
Had a conference with the DJs, 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? Niggas hate ballers these days
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
What you need, what, what you need
I got what you need
Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup
Wassup, ma'fucka, where my money at?
You gon' make me come down to your house where yo' mami at
Mummy wrap the kids, have 'em cryin' for they mami 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
Hundred stack, how you get it? Nigga, layin' raps on tracks
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
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
Take 'em on home, take 'em on home
Take 'em on home, take 'em on home
I got what you need, what, what you need
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
Take 'em on home, take 'em on home
Tryna hurt my name, huh?