Uh  uh  uh  uh  Lights out niggas!!!

 (Women Singing)
 Jay Z:
 (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh huh huh uh huh
 Niggas better get it right  bitches better get it right
 (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

 Verse 1:
 Sold the crack when I was down in AC
 Back on the block Jay-Z mother fucker from the, the, the Roc
 Went solo on that ass but it's still the same
 Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs
 Be my niggas was struggling, to the 'burbs they came
 And then we got to hustling, mudering thangs
 I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain
 Now I'm Titianic, Iceberg's the name
 Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game
 The best way to describe me in the word, insane
 I dick down chicks all emerged in my fame
 Jigga been dope since Slick Rick's first chain
 The God, send you back to the earth from which you came
 I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with 'cane
 Ladies don't know me said "I heard he's vain"
 Well guess what mommy? I heard the same, You heard the name

 Chorus:
 (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
 Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

 Verse 2:
 Got a license to kill so I stay the gat
 Roc-a-fella, Ruff Ryders, nigga scared a that
 Got a new motto this year, Don't Fuck With My Ones
 Knock on your door, three in the morning, "It's just us and our guns!"
 See I scrambled with priests, hustle with nuns
 I got the mind capacity of a young Butch Cassidy
 Niggas get fly, let 'em defy gravity
 Four-five rapidly lift your chest cavity
 Streets won't let me chill
 Always been a clumsy nigga, don't let me spill
 Mother fuckers wanna wet me still, I remain ya'll
 Raw, the one, like five divided by four
 Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by ya'll
 Reciprocated and multiplied by more
 You likely to see Jigga in a Wide Body or
 Drop-top Bently is all, Holla at me ya'll

 Chorus:
 (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
 Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

 Verse 3:
 I don't give a fuck if I sold one or one million, but I think you should
 Cause if I only sold one, then out comes the hood
 The all black, in the gloves, the outcome ain't good
 Them niggas act like wolves, how come? They could
 Cause we don't drop hits, we drop bombs that smash
 Till the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass
 The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash
 Could fuck up your eyes like the bombest hash
 See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass
 All I gotta do is let 'em call me Shawn de'Glass
 Let me sit up in they whip till I launch it back
 Snap they neck, then shoot 'em till they aren't sent back
 The calmest cat, trust me when I palm this gat
 Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back
 Monster's back, and Flex drop a bomb to that
 And everybody sing-a-long to the track, Come on

 Chorus:
 (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
 Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
 Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
 Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
 (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
 (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
 Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right