Is That Yo Bitch Lyrics - Singles - Memphis Bleek

[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 

Watch y'alls eyes 

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 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 beeping him? 

Keep praising him? 

Cause that's Bleek and them, bitch 

[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 another one!) 

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 sofas, man 

I mean a hostess for my open hand 

You coming home to dishes and empty 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 

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 bellz don't make it rosy 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 beeping him? 

Keep praising him? 

Cause that's Bleek and them, bitch 

[Memphis Bleek] 

Yo how dumb the pimp 

i herd she trick 

I heard he bought a new five 

Maybe a six 

Copped that for his new down bitch 

And I was digging that down since '96 

Memph man I'll take your bitch 

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 clit 

ya know your hoe 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 nigga hit that, it's fuck you 

Keep it snug, tre deuce in the boot 

Niggas wanna act, fuck a slug too 

[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 beeping him? 

Keep praising him? 

Cause that's Bleek and them, bitch 

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 beeping him? 

Keep praising him? 

Cause that's Bleek and them, bitch 

[twista] 

the jigga an twista got her screamin 

like a demon feenin for the semon 

crome gleemin like the dome off keenen 

leanin smokin ima whip it in yo stumach 

yo bitch on the passanger side of me 

flashin yo money why you actin so funny 

you know she be flirtin while you workin 

behind the curtin knuckles jerkin for certen 

poppin that pussy sweatin till there is no 

fluid left when i come in the party with Jay 

we gunna do it to death you gon ruin rep 

trippin while we pimpin these heffers 

playa lectures got me shinein like a new gator stepper 

musta been mad when yo hoe put my shit on the dash 

bust in her ass to climex when i come up with a nab 

the game dont stop liget ballers bendin up the block 

niggas rushin commin at us cuz of status an props 

suckin an fuckin lovin it when i put the dick up in side her 

cant help it if she yellin at a rider 

[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 beeping him? 

Keep praising him? 

Cause that's Bleek and them, bitch