[I see you're jockin' Jay-Z
'Cause he got a Mercedes
And you know about his ladies]

Chorus

I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (yeah)
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)
I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)

Whose house?
Hov's, no doubt
I'm 'bout the only rapper still get money in a drought
I moves out
Into global, I'm a mogul
50,000 feet in the air and I'm still on my mobile
Fuck talking about the recession, that shit'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 rolling with the boys in blue
Crooked officer, crooked officer,
Why you want to see me in a coffin, sir?
Is it against the law, the way I'm flossing, sir?
Benzes, Royal Royces and Porches, uh
Haters like, "Hov, why you still talking money shit?"
...
'Cause I like money, bitch!
I like fly shit, you like gossip
I let you do you,
Why you riding my shit?

Chorus

I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (yeah)
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)
I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z(yeah)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)

That bloak form Oasis said I couldn't play guitar
Somebody should have told him I'm a fucking rockstar
Today
Is going to be the day
That I'm going to throw it back to you
I'm living life as the rocker
I'm like Pimp C, partner
Comming down in a Mercedes, Peeling off on the boppers
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Worldwide show, I'm comming down in a chopper
A hundred eighty thou-screaming Hov with the bach up
It's too easy...
I got ladies on shoulders, showing me their chi-chis
I met honey at the show last year
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 on the mashpit, dancing offbeat
But they know the words to my shit!

Chorus

I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (yeah)
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)
I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z (yeah)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)

You ain't got to jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit
You ain't got to jock me, homey, jock my chick
Jock her cinnatti's, she bother you with that fit
No, that's not pilates, her body just sick
You ain't got to jock her, nigga, jock my clique
Jock the Dope Boy 'cause we all toss bricks
Kutarolli shot me while I'm crossing the bridge...
--click-click--take a portrait of this
I ain't a pretty-boy, got a gorgeous wrist
Cut handsome checks, and my flow's pretty--sick
I'm so ghetto chic
I'm where the hood and high fashion meet
Ooh-wee, I'm like the camoflage Louis
How you niggas want it, the Tux or the two-lee
Haters, I ain't mad at you
If I wasn't me, I'd probably jock me, too!

Chorus

I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (yeah)
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (y-y-y-yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z (I'm so 'Dope Boy Fresh!)
I see jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z(yeah)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z
jockin' Jay-Z (y-y-y-yeah!)
you're jockin'-jockin'-j-jockin'
you're jockin'-jockin' Jay-Z

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