Is That Yo Bitch

Yo, don't get mad at me

I don't love 'em, I fuck 'em

I don't chase 'em, I duck 'em

I replace 'em with another one

You had to see, she keep calling me Big

And my name is Jay-Z

She be all on my dick, gradually

I'm taking over your bitch, coming over your shit

Got my feet up on your sofas, man

I mean a hostess for my open hand

You coming home to beer shifts and there be soda cans

I got your bitch up in my Rover, man

I never kiss her, never hold her hand

In fact, I dis her, I'm a bolder man

I'ma pimp her, it's over, man

It's over, man

It's over, man

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

That your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them, bitch

Yo why you home alone

Why she out with me?

Room 112, hotel balcony

How she say Jay, you can call the house for me?

There's no respect at all

You better check her, dawg

She keep begging me to hit it raw

So she can have my kids and say it was yours

How foul is she? And you wifed her

Shit, I put the rubber on tighter

Sent her home, when she entered home

You hugged her up

What the fuck is up?

She got you whipped, got your kids

Got your home, but that's not your bitch

You share that girl

Don't let 'em hear daddy Earl

It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick

Ain't saving it, unfaithful bitch

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

Is that your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them, bitch

You better keep here away from my ballin' clique

Keep her outta nightclubs, all in the mix

From hanging out with chicks who be swallowing dicks

From cats who order Cris, play floor with the Knicks

That can only lead to something unfortunate

Hot boy, like Jigga man, scorch your bitch

Play the floor dot, Jigga man go first

Then we all rock, till we all hot

You know the boy from the Roc

Got them whores on lock

Got the bitches in the smash

Making yours drive fast

'Cause we get more cash than the average ****

All them hoes like, damn, I gotta have this ****

'Cause I'm a hot black

How in the hell can you stop that?

You can fuck mine, how the hell can you knock that?

I'm just playing the cards chose of me

Jigga man, who you supposed to be?

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

Is that your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them, bitch

The Jigga and Twista got 'em screamin'

Like a demon, fiending for the semen

Chrome gleamin' like the dome off Keenan

Gone while I'm leanin', smokin'

I whip it in the stomach

Your bitch on the passenger side of me

Flashing your money

Why you actin' so funny?

You know she been flirtin' while you workin'

Behind the curtain, knuckles jerkin' for certain

Poppin' that pussy

Sweatin' till no fluid is left

When I come in the party with J

We gon' do it to death

You gon' ruin your rep

Trippin' while we pimpin' these heifers

Playa lectures got me shinin'

Like a new Gator stepper

Must have been mad

When your ho put my stuff in the dash

Bust in her ass

To gimme some, I climb in the nab

The game don't stop

Legit ballers bendin' up the block

**** rushin', comin' at us

'Cause of status and props

Suck and fuck, lovin it when I put the dick up inside her

Can't help it if she yellin' with a rider

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

Is that your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

Is that your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them, bitch

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

Is that your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them

Oh, is that your bitch?

Why she all in his six

With her hand on his dick

Keep licking her lips

Is that your bitch?

Why she all in his ride

With her hand on his thigh

Keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch?

Better tell her chill

While you all in his grill

Don't you know that man kill?

Is that your bitch?

Why she paging him?

Keep praising him?

'Cause that's Jay and them, bitch