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Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99) - Jay-z Lyrics

Updated Jan 1, 1970 | Posted time: Jan 1, 1970

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"Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99)" lyrics are a set of words that make up a song named Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99), usually consisting of verses and choruses. The writer of this song lyrics is a lyricist or lyrist: Jay-z.

Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99) song words


(feat. Amil, Big Jaz)


[Jay-Z]


Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah


Roc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga


Timbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH


Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotch


[Amil]


Nigga what, nigga who?


Nigga what, nigga who?


Switcha flow, getcha dough


Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe


Switcha flow, getcha dough


Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe


[Jay-Z: first four lines overlap the section above]


Can't fuck with me


They ain't ready yet


Uh-huh uh-huh


Yeah, yeah


Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous


shots with the fo'-fo'


Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa


Fuck rap, coke by the boatload


Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed


Left holes through some guy clothes


Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip


Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit


One shot could make a nigga do a full flip


See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit


Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you


But see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ like Akinyele


Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it


inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly


All night get you wide up inside the telly


Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me


[Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil)]


(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me


(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z


[x3]


(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me


(Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z


[Jay-Z]


Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it


The same place where the rhymes is invented


So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke


See how I was flowin on my last cassette?


Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though


Never get high, never run out of ammo


Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch


You know your favorite, I know it made you sick


And now you're, actin raw but you never had war


Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe


Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be


A pimp with a tragedy


She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends


She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again


I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit..


there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!"


[Chorus: with variation in last line]


[Jay-Z]


Gotta vendetta even though I been better


Left him in the cold with a thin sweater


Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw


two at me I threw fo' back, hold that


Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac'


Dame had the Lex black


Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that


And right where you're stressed, where you rest at


I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through


with the glock jet black, you niggaz step back


I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this


Me and my niggaz we invented the shit


I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater


Jaz-O finish this shit


[Big Jaz]


Better learn, Jaz'll relax that, ever heard of me?


Worldwide Originator, say word to me


The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga


like a third degree, see me shine so bright


Nigga I'm my light, runnin rulin with rigor and vigor


Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga


You fly-by-nights stop chirpin B


Heavyweights type work to me


For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin me


What? Cut your face in like surgery


Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM's on the road


when you had to be in bed at the PM


Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N


forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin


Nigga your style's no style my style's hostile


C'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home


The O-RI-GI-NA-TOR (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)


[Chorus: with variations]


[Amil: repeat to fade]


Switcha flow, getcha dough


Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe


Switcha flow, getcha dough


Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
 
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