Is That Yo Bitch? Lyrics - Vol. 3... Life And Times Of S. Carter - Jay-z

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 BIG 

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 mean a hostess for my open hand 

You coming home to beer shifts and there be 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'mma pimp her, it's over man 

It's over man, it's over man 

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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 

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Why you home alone, while she's 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 wiped her, shit I put that 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 at Earl 

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 catz 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 floor dot Jigga man go first 

Then we all rock till we all hot 

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

Got the bitches in the smash 

Making yours drive fast 

Do 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 can fuck mine 

How the hell can you knock that? 

I'm just playing the cards choosenly 

Jigga man who ya 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 

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 

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 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 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 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 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 Jay and them 

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 Jay and them, bitch