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Jay-z

Genres: Hip-Hop

That's My B**tch Lyrics - Jay-z

Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are 

look, you had no idea what ya dealing with 

something on some of this realest sh-t 

Pop champagne, I'll give you a sip 

'bout to go dumb: how come? 

 

yeah. thats my b-tch 

That's my bitch 

sh-shorty right there 

that's my bitch 

 

that's my bitch 

I've been waiting for a long long time 

just to get off and throw my hands up high 

and live my life 

and live my life 

 

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just to get off and throw my hands up high 

I paid for them titties, get your own 

it aint safe in the city, watch the throne 

you say I care more about them basquion's, basquiats 

she learning a new word, its yacht 

blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her 

Too Short called, told me "I fell in love with her" 

seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers 

and some lesbians that never loved n-ggas 

twisted love story True Romance 

Mary Magdalene from a pole dance 

I'm a freak huh, rock star life 

the second girl with us, thats our wife 

hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle 

who's the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle 

no disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle 

 

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but my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle 

I've been waiting for a long long time 

just to get off and throw my hands up high 

and live my life 

and live my life 

 

just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high 

Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning 

Not swerving, oh, yeah 

Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion 

 

Stop motion, ooh, yeah 

Go harder than a nigga for a nigga, gofigure 

Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up 

How could someone so gangsta be so pretty in pictures 

Ripped jeans and a blazer and some Louis Vuitton slippers 

Picasso was alive he woulda made her 

That's right nigga, Mona Lisa can't fade her 

I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice 

But why all the pretty icons always all-white? 

Put some colored girls in the MOMA 

Half these broads ain't got nothing on Wyldna 

Don't make me bring Thelma in it 

Bring Halle, Bring Penelope and Selma in it 

Back to my BeyoncĂ©s, you deserve three stacks word to Andre 

Call Larry Gagosian 

You belong in museums, you belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building 

You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealin' 

You too dope for any of those civilians 

Now shoo children, stop lookin' at her t*ts 

Get your own dog, ya heard 

That's my b**ch 

I've been waiting for a long long time 

just to get off and throw my hands up high 

and live my life 

and live my life 

just to get off and throw my hands up high 

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