My Bitch Songtext
von Deante’ Hitchcock
My Bitch Songtext
Hmm, hmm
Turn the shit up
Uh-uh, ayy
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
My bitch
Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished
When she finished, ayy
My wrist
So bright light, propably make a nigga mad when they hit it, ayy
Now that′s cappin', now I got your attention, listen
Ever since I could remember the cards was against me, but you gotta play ′em eventually
I keep shit a motherfuckin' century
I see the God in myself, this why these niggas envy
I put it all on the line, like assembly
And stuck to the code like Da Vinci
Man, I'm from Atlanta, ho
Hot lemon pepper my ten piece and pink lemonade be the Simply (Okay)
Nigga, I′m simply, one of the greatest
I ain′t gotta say it but fuck it I say it
I let 'em debate it but these niggas know (They know)
They hated on Jesus, you know how it go
These niggas be hatin′ because they be broke
But they really be broke all because they be hatin'
Why time just a wastin′, you nigga complacent
And I see the throne for the motherfuckin' taking
Say I want a lot (Ayy)
But I want my soul, wherever it goes, whatever I got, ayy
The money, the clothes could never come close
But I′m in the drop like that line didn't matter, my top down the traffic, I'm doin′ the most
′Cause they hate a nigga that's motherfuckin′ golden but they love a nigga that's covered in gold
So my bitch (My bitch)
Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished (When she finished)
When she finished, ayy
My wrist (Ayy)
So bright light, propably make a nigga mad when they hit it, ayy
My list (Okay, my list)
Got everything I want but never ever have these extensions (These extensions, ayy)
I wish (Ayy, I wish)
A motherfucker would tryna tell me that I ain′t the realest
Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin′?
Bitch, please, ho
Prayin' for me to fall off, you gon' always be down on your knees, ho
My shit been groovy since I was a juve′, four hunnid degrees, ho
Martin Luther King, Martin Luther King, I had a dream, ho
Say I had a dream, I had a dream, fuck you mean, ho?
Fuck is you sayin′? We ain't fuckin′ playin' but I′m with the team, ho
Glory to God for makin' it hard, I did it with ease, ho
Stress on my head, holdin′ on by a thread, this shit ain't what it seem, ho
Ain't what it seem, ain′t what it seem
My bitch (My bitch)
My wrist (My wrist)
My list (My list)
I wish (I wish)
Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin′? Fuck is you sayin', bitch?
Turn the shit up
Uh-uh, ayy
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
My bitch
Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished
When she finished, ayy
My wrist
So bright light, propably make a nigga mad when they hit it, ayy
Now that′s cappin', now I got your attention, listen
Ever since I could remember the cards was against me, but you gotta play ′em eventually
I keep shit a motherfuckin' century
I see the God in myself, this why these niggas envy
I put it all on the line, like assembly
And stuck to the code like Da Vinci
Man, I'm from Atlanta, ho
Hot lemon pepper my ten piece and pink lemonade be the Simply (Okay)
Nigga, I′m simply, one of the greatest
I ain′t gotta say it but fuck it I say it
I let 'em debate it but these niggas know (They know)
They hated on Jesus, you know how it go
These niggas be hatin′ because they be broke
But they really be broke all because they be hatin'
Why time just a wastin′, you nigga complacent
And I see the throne for the motherfuckin' taking
Say I want a lot (Ayy)
But I want my soul, wherever it goes, whatever I got, ayy
The money, the clothes could never come close
But I′m in the drop like that line didn't matter, my top down the traffic, I'm doin′ the most
′Cause they hate a nigga that's motherfuckin′ golden but they love a nigga that's covered in gold
So my bitch (My bitch)
Head so good, gotta wipe my ass when she finished (When she finished)
When she finished, ayy
My wrist (Ayy)
So bright light, propably make a nigga mad when they hit it, ayy
My list (Okay, my list)
Got everything I want but never ever have these extensions (These extensions, ayy)
I wish (Ayy, I wish)
A motherfucker would tryna tell me that I ain′t the realest
Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin′?
Bitch, please, ho
Prayin' for me to fall off, you gon' always be down on your knees, ho
My shit been groovy since I was a juve′, four hunnid degrees, ho
Martin Luther King, Martin Luther King, I had a dream, ho
Say I had a dream, I had a dream, fuck you mean, ho?
Fuck is you sayin′? We ain't fuckin′ playin' but I′m with the team, ho
Glory to God for makin' it hard, I did it with ease, ho
Stress on my head, holdin′ on by a thread, this shit ain't what it seem, ho
Ain't what it seem, ain′t what it seem
My bitch (My bitch)
My wrist (My wrist)
My list (My list)
I wish (I wish)
Uh-uh, fuck is you sayin′? Fuck is you sayin', bitch?
Writer(s): Brandon Phillips-taylor, Deante' Hitchcock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com