• Artist: Jay-Z & Kanye West
• Song Title: That's My Bitch
• Album: Watch The Throne

[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 s***
Pop champagne I'll give you a sip
Bout to go dumb how come

Yeah that's my b****
That's my b****
Shawty right there
That's my b****
That's my b****

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
She say I care more about them basquion's Basquiats
She learning a new word it's yacht
Blew the world up 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****s
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 thats tryna play second fiddle
No disrespect I'm not tryna belittle
But my d*** worth money I put Monie in the middle
Where she at 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

Swimming in a lake and ???? til morning
I'm yearning yearning
Fill me ???? with a little dab of your potion
Stop motion ooo yeah

[Jay-Z]
Go harder than a n**** for a n**** go figure
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 Louboutin slippers
Picasso was alive he would a made her
That's right n**** 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 Willona
Don't make me bring Thelma in it
Bring Halle bring Penelope and Selma in it
Back to my Beyonces
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 n****s who used to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now shoo children stop looking at her tits
Get your own dog ya heard that's my b****

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