Missy Elliott - Is That Yo Chick? lyrics

* edited single; new remix of track from Jay-Z +IMPORT+ "Volume 3" [Jay-Z] R-O-C Memph Bleek do it again Jigga man, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Missy, sho' nuff [Memphis Bleek] Yo check it now, yo Yo hoe chose I -- I ain't gonna lie What I look like turnin down cho-cha? Drove by, smoked the lye Recognize a pimp, open your eyes Hop in the pa**enger 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 doin 160? Ever seen a pair of kicks this crispy How you like the way the white wifebeat fit me M-dot, him hot, them not (That's gangsta) [Missy] Oh is that your b**h Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick Keep licking her lips Is that your b**h? Why she all in his ride? With her hand on his thighs Keep looking in his eyes Oh is that your b**h? You better tell her chill While you all in his grill Don't you know that man k**? Is that your b**h? Why she beeping him? Keep praising him? Cause that's Bleek and them, b**h [Jay-Z] Uh, 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 be all on my dick Gradually I'm taking over your b**h Coming over your sh** 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**h 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've been chosen man Jigga man, ice burg with the frozen hands Wedding bands don't make it rosey man [Missy] Oh is that your b**h Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick Keep licking her lips Is that your b**h? Why she all in his ride? With her hand on his thighs Keep looking in his eyes Oh is that your b**h? You better tell her chill While you all in his grill Don't you know that man k**? Is that your b**h? Why she beeping him? Keep praising him? Cause that's Bleek and them, b**h [Memphis Bleek] Yo.. how dumb the pimp? I heard he trick Bought a new five, maybe six Copped that for his new down b**h And I was diggin that down since '96 Memph-Man I'll take your b**h 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 click you know Yo ho 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***a hit that, it's f** you Keep it snug, tre deuce in the boot n***as wanna act, f** a s*ut too [Missy] Oh is that your b**h Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick Keep licking her lips Is that your b**h? Why she all in his ride? With her hand on his thighs Keep looking in his eyes Oh is that your b**h? You better tell her chill While you all in his grill Don't you know that man k**? Is that your b**h? Why she beeping him? Keep praising him? Cause that's Bleek and them, b**h Oh is that your b**h Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick Keep licking her lips Is that your b**h? Why she all in his ride? With her hand on his thighs Keep looking in his eyes Oh is that your b**h? You better tell her chill While you all in his grill Don't you know that man k**? Is that your b**h? Why she beeping him? Keep praising him? Cause that's Bleek and them, b**h