Jay-Z - Is That Your ***** Lyrics
[Jay-Z]Uh, yo don't get mad at meI don't love 'em I ***** 'emI don't chase 'em I duck 'emI replace 'em with another oneYou had to see she keep calling me BIGAnd my name is Jay-ZShe be all on my dickGradually I'm taking over your *****Coming over your shitGot my feet up on you sofa, manI mean a hostess for my open handYou coming home to beer shifts and there be soda cansI got your ***** in my Rover manI never kiss her, I never hold her handIn fact I diss her I'm a bolder manI'mma pimp her, it's over manIt's over man, it's over man[Missy]Oh is that your *****Why she all in his six?With her hand on his dickKeep licking her lipsIs that your *****?Why she all in his ride?With her hand on his thighsKeep looking in his eyesOh is that your *****?You better tell her chillWhile you all in his grillDon't you know that man kill?Is that your *****?Why she paging him?Keep praising him?Cause that's Jay and them, *****[Jay-Z]Why you home alone, while she's out with meRoom 112, hotel balconyHow she say Jay you can call the house for me?There's no respect at allYou betta check her dawgShe keep beggin' me to hit it rawSo she can have my kids and say it was yoursHow foul is she?And you wiped her, shit I put that rubber on tighterSent her home, when she entered homeYou hugged her upWhat the ***** is up?She got you whipped, got your kidsGot your home, but that's not your *****You share that girl, don't let 'em hear that at EarlIt'll make 'em sick that his favorite chickAin't saving it, unfaithf
