[Jay-Z Speaking]

Y'all niggaz got me really confused out there

I make "Big Pimpin" or "Give it to Me" one of those

They held me as the greatest writer of the 21st century

I make some thought provokin' shit

Y'all question whether he fallin' off

I'ma really confuse y'all on this one..



[Verse One]

When them tops come down, chicks tops come down

When them shots come out, make cops come around

When them blocks come out, I can wake up a small town

Finish off the block then I make my mall rounds

Stares get exchanged then the 5th come out

Tough guy disappear then the bitch come out

"That's him," I'm usually what they whisper 'bout

Either what chick he wit' or his chip amount

'Cause I been doin' this since C*H*I*P*S was out

Watchin' Eric Estrada

Baggin' up at the Ramada, table full of powder

A.C. broke, 'bout to take another shower on my 25th hour

Spike Lees everywhere, game on the flight

You might see me anywhere, day in the life

Only thing changed is the tel' number on the flight

I can touch down and take off the same night



[Chorus]

I'm so bossy

Bitch, get off me, trick, get off me

You can't get shit off me

I'm so flossy, no 6s or Sprees

Laid back, Maybachs, don't even talk to me



[Verse Two]

They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror backwards

Can't even face themself, don't fear no rappers

They're all, weirdos, DeNiros in practice

So, don't believe everything your earlobe captures

It's mostly backwards, unless it happens to be as accurate as me

And everything said in song, you happen to see

Then, actually, believe half of what you see

None of what you hear, even if it's spat by me

And with that said, I will kill niggaz dead

Cut niggaz short, give you wheels for legs

I'm a K-I-DOUBLE-L-E-R, see y'all in Hell

Shoot niggaz straight through the E.R., whoa

This ain't B.R., no, this is S.C. CEO

The next Aaliyah; no, the next leader of the whole free world

And the first thing I'ma do is free Sigel, yo..



[Chorus]

I'm so bossy

Bitch, get off me, trick, get off me

You can't get shit off me

I'm so flossy, no 6s or Sprees

Laid back, Maybachs, don't even talk to me



[Bridge]

Excuse me, bitch, but fuck your name

Can I come? Gimme some brain

And when you're done, can you please get the fuck out?



[Verse Three]

I built the arch, mami, cry me a river

Blacken my heart by puttin' light liquor in the liver

Put my all in the part that spreads apart now I'm back together

Young Goldie, the mack forever

Heard they love it when I'm heard on hoes

Said a G don't give a bitch no cheese or security codes

I agree, my lady ain't no bitch, she gets whatever I own

So when you see her, understand that's me, nigga

Understand I'm the same OG, nigga

I know the difference between a bitch and a B, nigga



[Chorus]

I'm so bossy

Bitch, get off me, trick, get off me

You can't get shit off me

I'm so flossy, no 6s or Sprees

Laid back, Maybachs, don't even talk to me



[Bridge]

Excuse me, bitch, but fuck your name

Can I come? Gimme some brain

And when you're done, can you please get the fuck out?