jay z
that's my bitch (ft. kanye west & la roux)
[Kanye West] 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 some nines, so I give you the Fifth Something, something Yeah, that's my b-tch That's my bitch sh-shorty right there That's my bitch That's my bitch [Chorus - Elly Jackson] 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 [Kanye West] I paid for them titties, get your own It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne You say I care more about them basquion's, basquiats She learning a new word, it's 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, that's our wife Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle Who's the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle But my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle [Chorus - Elly Jackson] 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 [Jay-Z] Go harder than a n-gga for a n-gga go figure Told me "keep my own money" if we ever did split up How can somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures? With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her That's right n-gga Mona Lisa can't fade her I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice But why all the pretty icons always all white Back to my Beyonce's You deserve 3 stacks for the Andre Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums You belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building You belong with n-ggas who used to be known for dope dealing You too dope for any of those civilians Now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits Get ya own dog, ya heard That's my bitch [Chorus] 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 Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning Not swerving, oh, yeah Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion Stop motion, ooh, yeah [Kanye West] You have no idea what you're dealing with Something on some of this realest sh-t Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth Something, something, yeah That's my bitch That's my bitch Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch That's my bitch