[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



[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 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



[Jay-Z]

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, unfaithf