Jay-z - Jockin' Jay-Z (Dopeboy Fresh) lyrics

[Intro] I seen you jockin Jay-Z Cause he got a Mercedes and you know about his ladies [Hook] I seen you jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so dope boy fresh!) [Verse 1] Whose house? Hov's no doubt 'bout the only rapper still getting money in the drought I moves out, in the global, I'm a mogul Fifty thousand feet in the air and I'm still on my mobile f** talking 'bout the recession the sh**'s depressing I rock with Obama but I ain't no politician And I chill with the thugs and the gangsters too I ain't a blood but I'm warring 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 Porsches, ugh! Haters like, "Hov why you still talkin money sh**?" Cause I like money, b**h! I like fly sh**, you like gossip I let you do you, why you riding my tip? [Hook] [Verse 2] That bloke from Oasis said I couldn't play guitar Somebody shoulda told him I'm a f**ing rock star Today is gonna be the day that I'm gonna throw it back to you I'm living life as a rocker, I'm like Pimp C, partner Comin down in Mercedes, peeling off on the boppers Worldwide show, I'm coming down in a chopper Hundred eighty thou screamin "Hov!" with the Roc up It's too easy, I got ladies on shoulders showing me they chi-chis I met honey at the show last year And now I'm acting brand new like a world premier Yeah, I know life ain't fair But chill, baby girl, my girl is here I got models in a mosh pit Dancing off-beat, but they know the words to my sh**! [Hook] [Verse 3] You ain't gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly sh** You ain't gotta jock me, homie, jock my chick Jock her Zanotti's, she body you with her fit No that's not Pilates, her body is just thick You ain't gotta jock her, n***a, jock my clique Jock the dope boys cause we all tossed bricks Federales jock me while I'm crossing the bridge Click, click, take a portrait of this I ain't no pretty boy I got a gorgeous wrist Cut handsome checks and my flow's pretty, sick I'm some ghetto chic, I'm where the hood and high fashion meet Ooh wee, I'm like the camouflauge Louis How you n***as want it the tux or the toolie?! Haters, I ain't mad at you, if I wasn't me I probably jock me too [Hook]