Jockin’ Jay-Z (Dopeboy Fresh) JAY-Z

[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, jockin' Jay-Z, jockin'-jockin'
Jockin' Jay-Z (yeah), jockin' Jay-Z, jockin'-jockin' (yeah!)
Jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' (yeah) Jay-Z, jockin'-jockin' (yeah!)
Jockin'-j-jockin'-jockin' (I'm so dope boy fresh!)
I seen you jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z, jockin'-jockin'
Jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z, jockin'-jockin'
Jockin' Jay-Z, jockin' Jay-Z, jockin'-jockin' (yeah!)
Jockin'-j-jockin'-jockin' (I'm so dope boy fresh!)

[Verse 1]
Whose house? Hov, 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
Fuck talking 'bout the recession, the 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 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 shit?"
... 'Cause I like money, bitch!
I like fly shit, you like gossip
I let you do you! Why you riding my tip?