Fuck a Bitch
DJ Clue, Kurupt, Snoop Dogg
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West west yall William Holla with the S yall yall Know what time it is Woof! Can't spell the west without the "es" DJ Clue beyotch! Kurupt! I fall off into a party with A drink in my hand rocawear pants But I ain't come here to dance By any chance, has anybody seen DJ Clue? Tell him I'm lookin' for him (What's yo' name?) Big Snoop I'm in the big Coupe, I got that whoop whoop I'm tryin' to get a chicken I got that big loot Let me slide to the hoop, regroup And come through I'll bag it up, and serve you and you too I throw strikes like Andy Pettitte and Roger Clemens Pitch a shut-out, the whole 9 innings The bulletproof 'Lac with the windows tinted? You mean the one with the Pretty bitches sittin in it? Please believe it, we gon' represent it And we gon' bend it and dent it F*ck what it cost, we gon' spend it Buy it, never rent it Now when you suckin my dick Baby girl put yo' face in it Get it get it girl (get it girl) , make yo' head swirl Get it get it (get it girl) , make my toes curl And get it get it, go on girl It's a crazy mixed up doggy dogg world And I know that you really can't believe What ya hear and ya see Just put ya hands up and repeat after me Get yo' money F*ck a bitchand blow a gang of weed And I know that you probably never thought That you could see a true G A nigga like the D-O double Gizzy But like I said, get yo' money, f*ck a bitch And blow a gang of weed Yeah, yall the type of Suckers we straight through When we skate through, with DJ Clue Hoes gobble on something Swallow on something Throwin' hollows like football passes And football practice off that dodo Look at the shine comin' off that fo' fo' I want the ki's, the trees, the ice And the g's what's yours is mines But you already know though I'm young gotti desodo Let's see how long a body can flow fo' I got my Rocawear leather on, on swoop nigga You know Dame and Jigga laced Me and Snoop nigga Them my motherfuckin' homeboys See Beanie's from my hometown Memphis With the full pound tucked in Amil purse All you bitches hatin' get a deal first It's hard work Raise off the homegirl bitches Chorus yeah, you know how we do Big Snoop Dogg, Kurupt Young Gotti Rockin these niggas rocafella What?! Fuckers! Iceberg Slimmin' on these hoes doin it big Aight aight, I'mma take me a trip to Marcy Go f*ck with my OG's And f*ck you bitches and you bitch ass niggas We ain't fuckin' with none of You suckas in 2001 On to the rest, you bitches
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Written by: CALVIN BROADUS, RICARDO BROWN, KEN IFILL, ERNESTO SHAW
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