[Jay-Z Speaking] Y'all niggaz got me really confused out there I make "Big Pimpin" or "Give it to Me" one of those They held me as the greatest writer of the 21st century I make some thought provokin' shit Y'all question whether he fallin' off I'ma really confuse y'all on this one.. [Verse One] When them tops come down, chicks tops come down When them shots come out, make cops come around When them blocks come out, I can wake up a small town Finish off the block then I make my mall rounds Stares get exchanged then the 5th come out Tough guy disappear then the bitch come out "That's him," I'm usually what they whisper 'bout Either what chick he wit' or his chip amount 'Cause I been doin' this since C*H*I*P*S was out Watchin' Eric Estrada Baggin' up at the Ramada, table full of powder A.C. broke, 'bout to take another shower on my 25th hour Spike Lees everywhere, game on the flight You might see me anywhere, day in the life Only thing changed is the tel' number on the flight I can touch down and take off the same night [Chorus] I'm so bossy Bitch, get off me, trick, get off me You can't get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6s or Sprees Laid back, Maybachs, don't even talk to me [Verse Two] They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror backwards Can't even face themself, don't fear no rappers They're all, weirdos, DeNiros in practice So, don't believe everything your earlobe captures It's mostly backwards, unless it happens to be as accurate as me And everything said in song, you happen to see Then, actually, believe half of what you see None of what you hear, even if it's spat by me And with that said, I will kill niggaz dead Cut niggaz short, give you wheels for legs I'm a K-I-DOUBLE-L-E-R, see y'all in Hell Shoot niggaz straight through the E.R., whoa This ain't B.R., no, this is S.C. CEO The next Aaliyah; no, the next leader of the whole free world And the first thing I'ma do is free Sigel, yo.. [Chorus] I'm so bossy Bitch, get off me, trick, get off me You can't get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6s or Sprees Laid back, Maybachs, don't even talk to me [Bridge] Excuse me, bitch, but fuck your name Can I come? Gimme some brain And when you're done, can you please get the fuck out? [Verse Three] I built the arch, mami, cry me a river Blacken my heart by puttin' light liquor in the liver Put my all in the part that spreads apart now I'm back together Young Goldie, the mack forever Heard they love it when I'm heard on hoes Said a G don't give a bitch no cheese or security codes I agree, my lady ain't no bitch, she gets whatever I own So when you see her, understand that's me, nigga Understand I'm the same OG, nigga I know the difference between a bitch and a B, nigga [Chorus] I'm so bossy Bitch, get off me, trick, get off me You can't get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6s or Sprees Laid back, Maybachs, don't even talk to me [Bridge] Excuse me, bitch, but fuck your name Can I come? Gimme some brain And when you're done, can you please get the fuck out?