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 Memph Bleek
 Jigga man
 Missy  Twista sho' nuff
 Yeah  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 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
 When I twist her in the Gold sedan
 Like I'm Goldie man, you're bitch chose man
 Jigga man, ice burg with the frozen hands
 Wedding bells don't make it rosie man

 [Missy]
 Oh is that your chick
 Why she all in his six?
 With her hand on his dick
 Keep licking her lips
 Is that your chick?
 Why she all in his ride?
 With her hand on his thigh
 Keep looking in his eyes
 Oh is that your chick?
 You better tell her chill
 While you all in his grill
 Don't you know that man kill?
 Is that your chick?
 Why she beeping him?
 Keep praising him?
 Cause that's Bleek and them, trick

 [Memphis Bleek]
 Yo check it now, yo, yo
 Your hoe chose I
 I ain't gonna lie
 What I look like turnin' down chocha
 Drove by, smokin' lye
 Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
 Hop in the passenger side of the ride
 Damn Bleek, can't speak
 Uh-huh, okay, what's up, SHUT UP
 And close the door
 Act like you been in the drop top
 On the open road before
 Fix your weave, then fix me
 Ever gave head doing 160?
 Ever seen a pair of kicks this crispy
 How you love how the white wife beater fit me
 M-dot, him hot, them not
 (That's gangsta)

 [Missy]
 Oh is that your chick
 Why she all in his six?
 With her hand on his dick
 Keep licking her lips
 Is that your chick?
 Why she all in his ride?
 With her hand on his thigh
 Keep looking in his eyes
 Oh is that your chick?
 You better tell her chill
 While you all in his grill
 Don't you know that man kill?
 Is that your chick?
 Why she beeping him?
 Keep praising him?
 Cause that's Bleek and them, trick

 [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 chick
 Why she all in his six?
 With her hand on his dick
 Keep licking her lips
 Is that your chick?
 Why she all in his ride?
 With her hand on his thigh
 Keep looking in his eyes
 Oh is that your chick?
 You better tell her chill
 While you all in his grill
 Don't you know that man kill?
 Is that your chick?
 Why she beeping him?
 Keep praising him?
 Cause that's Bleek and them, trick

 [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 chick
 Why she all in his six?
 With her hand on his dick
 Keep licking her lips
 Is that your chick?
 Why she all in his ride?
 With her hand on his thigh
 Keep looking in his eyes
 Oh is that your chick?
 You better tell her chill
 While you all in his grill
 Don't you know that man kill?
 Is that your chick?
 Why she beeping him?
 Keep praising him?
 Cause that's Bleek and them, trick

 [Memphis Bleek]
 Yo how dumb the pimp?
 I heard he trick
 Bought a new five, maybe a six
 Copped that for his new down bitch
 And I was digging that down since '96 shit
 Memph man I'll take your bitch
 Let her do her thing, give brain in the whip
 And you know how it go when it come to the hoes
 She can do the same thing to the clique you know
 Your hoe chose, don't get mad at me
 Got your wife callin' me daddy
 Put her out on the street let her get that cheese
 My bad is that your freak
 But you know how a thug do
 When a nigga hit that, it's fuck you
 Keep it snug, tre deuce in the boot
 Niggas wanna act, get a motherfuckin' slug too

 [Missy]
 Oh is that your chick
 Why she all in his six?
 With her hand on his dick
 Keep licking her lips
 Is that your chick?
 Why she all in his ride?
 With her hand on his thigh
 Keep looking in his eyes
 Oh is that your chick?
 You better tell her chill
 While you all in his grill
 Don't you know that man kill?
 Is that your chick?
 Why she beeping him?
 Keep praising him?
 Cause that's Bleek and them, trick

 [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 chick
 Why she all in his six?
 With her hand on his dick
 Keep licking her lips
 Is that your chick?
 Why she all in his ride?
 With her hand on his thigh
 Keep looking in his eyes
 Oh is that your chick?
 You better tell her chill
 While you all in his grill
 Don't you know that man kill?
 Is that your chick?
 Why she beeping him?
 Keep praising him?
 Cause that's Bleek and them, trick