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z - bitches & sisters - jay lyrics

(let’s describe a certain female)
(let’s describe a certain female)
(let’s describe a certain female)

[jay-z]
(b-tch) you know my name and the company i own
(b-tch) you like my style and you smell my cologne
(b-tch) don’t try to act like my track-record ain’t known
(b-tch) you probably gotta couple cd’s in your home
(b-tch) don’t make me say it twice, you acting all up tight
also diddy like, like, like
you ain’t a (b-tch), i ain’t no ball player, you ain’t gonna get pregnant again
hit off with paper, you gonna get hit off and slid off
before the neighbors take off to go to work
so just, take off your shirt, don’t hit me with that church sh-t
(b-tch) i got a sister who schooled me to sh-t you chickens do
tricking fools, got a whole robin givens crew that i kick it to
they be hipping dudes, how you chickens move, i be listening to
(b-tch) (b-tch) (b-tch)
don’t make me say it thrice, you acting all up tight
also diddy like, like
you ain’t a (b-tch), you ain’t no better cuz you don’t be f-cking rappers
you only f-ck with actors, you still getting f-cked backwards
(b-tch) unless you f-cked a dude on his own merit
and not the way he dribbles or ball or draw leverage
you’re a (b-tch), no ma, you’re a (b-tch)

(let’s describe a certain female)
(let’s describe a certain female)
(let’s describe a certain female)
say jay-z, why you gotta go and disrespect the women for? uh

[jay-z]
(b-tch) sisters get respect, b-tches get what they deserve
sisters work hard, b-tches work your nerves
sisters hold you down, b-tches hold you up
sisters help you progress, b-tches will slow you up
sisters cook up a meal, play their role with the kids
b-tches in street with their nose in your biz
sisters tell the truth, b-tches tell lies
sisters drive cars, b-tches wanna ride
sisters give-up the -ss, b-tches give-up the -ss
sisters do it slow, b-tches do it fast
sisters do their dirt outside of where they live
b-tches have n-gg-rs all up in your crib
sisters tell you quick “you better check your homie”
b-tches don’t give a f-ck, they wanna check for your homie
sisters love jay cuz they know how ‘hov is
i love my sisters, i don’t love no b-tch

- jay lyrics

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