Jay-Z Jockin' Jay-Z Lyrics

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(Chorus) (RUN-DMC sample)
I seen ya jockin Jay C cause he got a Mercedes and ya know about his ladies

I seen ya jockin' Jay-Z
Jockin' Jay-Z (4x) (I'm so dope boy fresh) (2x)

Whoooo's Hoooouuse???!!! Hov no doubt
'Bout the only rapper still gettin money in a drought
I moves out, in the global I'ma mogul
Fifty-thousand feet in the air and I'm still on my mobile
Fuck talkin bout the recession, that shit's depressin'
I rock wit' Obama, but I ain't no politician and I
Chill wit' the thugs and the gangstas too
I ain't a blood, but I'm at war with' the boys in blue
Crooked Officer, Crooked Officer
Why you wanna see me in a coffin, sir
Is it against the law the way I'm flossin' sir
Benzes, Rolls Royces, and Porches, Uh
Hatas like "Hov why you still talkin money shit?"
Cuz I like money bitch
I like fly shit, you like gossip
I let you do you
Why you ridin my shit?

I seen ya jockin' Jay-Z
Jockin' Jay-Z (4x) (I'm so dope boy fresh) (2x)

That Bloke from Oasis said I couldn't play guitar
Somebody shoulda told him I'ma fuckin' rockstar
Today is gonna be the day
That I'm gonna throw it back to youuuu
I'm livin' life as a rocker, I'm like Pimp C 'partna
Comin down in a Mercedes, peelin off on the boppers
Worldwide show, I'm comin down in a chopper
Hundred eighty-thou screamin Hov wit' the roc up
It's to eaaasy
I got ladies on shoulders, showin me they chi-chi's
I met honey at the show last year
And now I'm actin brand new like a world premiere
Yeah, I know, life ain't fair
But chill baby girl, my girl is here
I got models in a mosh pit
Dancin off beat, but they know the words to my shit

I seen ya jockin' Jay-Z
Jockin' Jay-Z (4x) (I'm so dope boy fresh) (2x)

You ain't gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit
You ain't gotta jock me, homie jock my chick
Jock her Zanotti's, she body you wit the fit
No thats not pillotes, her body's just thick
You ain't gotta jock her, nigga jock my clique
Jock the dope boys cause we all tossed bricks
Federallis jock me while I'm crossin the bridge
Click, click, Take a portait of this
I ain't no pretty boy I got a gorgeous wrist
Cut handsome checks, and my flows pretty, sick
I'm so ghetto sheek
I'm where the hood and high fashion meet
Oooh weee I'm like the camoflauge Louis
How you niggas want it? The tux or the tooli?
Hatas, I ain't mad at you
If I wasn't me I'd probably jock me too

I seen ya jockin' Jay-Z
Jockin' Jay-Z (4x) (I'm so dope boy fresh) (2x)