Is That Yo B!%ch

Uh

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 B.I.G

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 you sofa, man

I eat a hostess from her open hand

You coming home to dishes and empty soda cans

I got your bitch in my Rover man

I never kiss her, I never hold her hand

In fact I diss 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

Is that your bitch? Why she all in his ride?

With her hand on his thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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, 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 betta check her dawg

She keep beggin' 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 that he'll hurl

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 thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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!

Cool out homie

You betta keep her away from my balling clique

Keep her out of nightclubs all in the mix

From hanging out with chicks who be swallowing dicks

From cats who order Cris' play the floor with the Knicks

It can only lead to something unfortunate

Hot boy like Jigga Man scorch your bitch

Play the four dot, Jigga Man go first

Then we all rock 'til we all hot

You know the boy from the Roc got them whores on lock

Got the bitches in the smash

Make them drawers drop fast

'Cause we get more cash than the average nigga?

All them hoes like "Damn, I gotta have this nigga"

'Cause I'ma hot black, how in the hell can you stop that?

You would fuck mine

How the hell can you knock that?

I'm just playing the cards choosenly

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 thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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 screaming

Like a demon fiending for the semen

Chrome gleaming like the dome on Keenan

Gone while I'm leanin' smoking

I'm whip it in the stomach

Your bitch on the passenger side of me flashing your money

Why you acting so funny?

You know she been flirting while your working

Behind the curtain knuckles jerking for certain

Poppin' that pussy

Sweatin' till no fluid is left

When I come in the party with Jay we gon' do it to death

You gon' ruin your rep

Trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers

Playa lectures got me shining like a new Gator stepper

Must have been mad

When your ho put my stuff in the dash

Bust in her ass

To climax I come up with a nab

The game don't stop

Legit ballers bending up the block

Niggas rushing, coming at us 'cause of status and props

Sucking and fucking, loving it when I put the dick up inside her

Can't help it if she's in love 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 thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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 thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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 thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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 thighs keep looking in his eyes

Oh, is that your bitch? You 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!