Текст (слова) песни: Memphis Bleek - Is that ur bitch

[Jay-Z]
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 another one!)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I`m taking over your bitch
Coming over your shit
Got my feet up on you sofas, man
I mean a hostess for my open hand
You coming home to dishes and empty soda cans
I got your bitch up in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I`m a bolder man
I`mma pimp her, it`s over man, it`s over man, it;s over man

[Missy]
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?
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 Bleek and them, bitch
[Jay-Z]
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 daddy Earl
It`ll make `em sick that his favorite chick
Ain`t saving it, unfaithful bitch
[Missy]
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?
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 Bleek and them, bitch
[Jay-Z]
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 catz who order Cris play the 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 cause we all hot
You know the boys from the Roc got them whores on lock
Got them bitches in the smash
Making yours drive fast
Cause we get more cash than the average nigga
All dem hoes like damn I gotta have this nigga
Cause I`mma 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 ya supposed to be?
[Missy]
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?
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 Bleek and them, bitch
[Twista]
Tha Jigga and Twista got `em screaming
Like a demon fiending for the semen
Chrome gleaming like the dome off 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 J we gonna 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 tha dick up inside her
Can`t help it if she yellin` with a ridah

[Missy]
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?
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 Bleek and them, bitch
[Missy]
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?
You better tell her chill
While you all in his grill
Don`t you know that man kill?
Is that your bitch?
Why she beeping him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that`s Bleek 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?
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 Bleek and them, bitch

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With her hand on his thigh 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 Bleek and them, bitch [Jay-Z] 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 daddy Earl It`ll make `em sick that his favorite chick Ain`t saving it, unfaithful bitch [Missy] 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? 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 Bleek and them, bitch [Jay-Z] 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 catz who order Cris play the 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 cause we all hot You know the boys from the Roc got them whores on lock Got them bitches in the smash Making yours drive fast Cause we get more cash than the average nigga All dem hoes like damn I gotta have this nigga Cause I`mma 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 ya supposed to be? [Missy] 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? 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 Bleek and them, bitch [Twista] Tha Jigga and Twista got `em screaming Like a demon fiending for the semen Chrome gleaming like the dome off 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 J we gonna 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 tha dick up inside her Can`t help it if she yellin` with a ridah [Missy] 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? 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 Bleek and them, bitch [Missy] 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? You better tell her chill While you all in his grill Don`t you know that man kill? Is that your bitch? Why she beeping him? Keep praising him? Cause that`s Bleek 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? 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 Bleek and them, bitch Нравится песня? 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