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Is That Your Chick (The Lost Verses)

アーティスト:Memphis Bleek  作詞:COX MALIK DESHAWN/ELLIOT MELISSA/MITCHELL CARL TERRELL  作曲:COX MALIK DESHAWN/ELLIOT MELISSA/MITCHELL CARL TERRELL 

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(feat. Jay-Z, Twista & Missy Elliott) [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 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 another one!) And my name is Jay-Z She was all on my dick Gradually I'm taking over your bitch Coming over your shit 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 bitch 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 bitch chose man Jigga man, iceberg with the frozen hands wedding bands don't make it rosy man [Missy] Oh is that your chick Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick 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 Damn 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) [Missy] Oh is that your chick Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick 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 [Twista] 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 [Missy] Oh is that your chick Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick 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?


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