Songtext zu 'Bad Bitch' von Obie Trice

Obie

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey)

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey, hey)

Yes it's o trice, I don' jumped outta high's
Writing to the microphone life, yeah this is right
This is less stringuest niggaz, this is tight (ight)
This is more dividends niggaz, get it right (ight)
Stomping' like timberlands niggaz, a pair of nikes
But this is more timberland nigga and obie trice
The combination is invade the stations, air waves
And rest haven on your listeners membranes (woo!)
I done payed some change, I got timbo
This is not a "brainy" thang yo this is simple
Get your ass up and dance to the tempo
Exchange your stiff frame with that of a more limbo
Grab shorty sippin' on that "shirley temple"
With that ass hanging out and pinch her on that pimple
And her ass hanging out, nigga advance
This a world of a night, better start with the pants

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey)

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey, hey)

Yeah, lets keep this shit in motion (motion)
Cause we gon hang out till we hung over then I. V profin
adiós when (o's when)
I fucked them thighs who influenced with the game that was spoken
I'ma make sure she open (open!)
Ménage a' trois in these's days and times got my shit growing
And she's hoein' (hoein')
And I'm ignoring' the lies she throwing', how she won't perform?
I feed her a blunt throw on the quiet storm
She repeatedly cum-insensately all 'morn
And she needed cause funs up in the purse not growing'
Bitch beat it my one's you gets none (nada)
To feel she's treated as if a playboy or play her dumb
I skiided so bitch your playboy is on the run
Deleted the bitch outta direct con-nection
Thanks for calming' down my erect-tionun

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey)

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey, hey)

Yeah, I speak the words of experience (oh) lady I'm serious
Lyrics on my deliverance is oh so vivid bitch
Oh no hoes up, hoes I spit it bitch (spit it)
Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this (spit it)
I'ma outta order cause I break the ice
And squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guys
Swimming' in women they claming' they like my style
Treat 'em like ike and ride (bitch!)
I don't a fuck I got the height
Sure your right, I'm barry white tonight (hey)
You feeling' alright
Got a buzz and this huzzie saying o's her type
I take her to the high-end and strike (ahh)
Trick for hire, I'll never buy her to bite
Despite she tight, I'll tell the bitch you can have a nice life
See I'm working with these I's in this rhymes
It's I's all's that's not in [?] time

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey)

You got a bad bitch said she recognize a g
Said she want to roll and get to know obie
Claming' that she loved everything that he do (hey, hey)

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