Memphis Bleek Ft. Jay Z, Missy Elliot and Twista Is That Your Bitch Lyrics

Jay-Z)
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo

Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I f___ '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 d___
Gradually I'm taking over your b____
Coming over your s___
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 b____ 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 b____ chose man
Jigga man, ice burg with the frozen hands
Wedding bells don't make it rosie man

Chorus (Missy):
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his d___
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
d___ 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)

Repeat Chorus (Missy):

(Twista)
Tha Jigga and Twista got 'em screaming
Like a demon fiending for the s____
Chrome gleaming like the dome off Keenan
Gone while I'm leanin' smoking
I'm whip it in the stomach
Your b____ 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 p____
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 a__
To climax I come up with a nab
The game don't stop
Legit ballers bending up the block
n____s rushing, coming at us cause of status and props
Sucking and f___ing, loving it when I put tha d___ up
inside her
Can't help it if she yellin' with a ridah

Repeat Chorus (Missy):

(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
s___, I put the rubber on tighter
Sent her home, when she entered home
You hugged her up
What the f___ is up?
She got you whipped, got your kids
Got your home, but that's not your b____
You share that girl, don't let 'em that they'll earl
It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick
Ain't saving it, unfaithful b____

Repeat Chorus (Missy):

(Memphis Bleek)
Yo how dumb the pimp?
I heard he trick
Bought a new five, maybe a six
Copped that for his new down b____
And I was digging that down since '96 s___
Memph man I'll take your b____
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 n____ hit that, it's f___ you
Keep it snug, tre deuce in the boot
n____s wanna act, get a m_________in' slug too

Repeat Chorus (Missy):

(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 d___s
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 b____
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 w____s on lock
Got them b____es in the smash
Making yours drive fast
Cause we get more cash than the average n____
All dem hoes like d___ I gotta have this n____
Cause I'mma hot black, how in the hell can you stop that
You would f___ mine
How the hell can you knock that?
I'm just playing the cards choosenly
Jigga man who ya supposed to be?

Repeat Chorus (Missy):