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MC Eiht - Me & My Bitch lyrics
[EIHT] Geah (check it out) One two, one two Hey Geah (one two one two) Check it out, uh I can't fuck with a proper bitch Cause she wants me to save her I can't flow I'd rather fucks with a greedy bitch (geah) Cause the bitch is much cheaper So here we go [HIE TIMES] There's a thin line between a dollar and a hand which just connected With that hand belonged to you then you'd be the one that's most suspected So to deal with this here, I needs all of mine Cause stacking G's and smoking trees is really all that's on my mind And I'm trying to find me a chicken with thick legs and smooth skin With a cool panty line and lots of paper to spend Cause where me and Eiht about to go I know there's chickens for days You best to bring your Ben Franklins But never will we pay to play It's more the other way around cause nowadays that's how it goes So grab the rest of your girls and let me put a lock on this door We gon' to be doin this all night or release till we run outta smoke But see that shit will never happen so just prepare to get stroked Cause the way we like to do don't get no better than this Mission one is now done, hop in the Beamer with Slip So while the players are still hating, trying to ruin the game You'll see Eiht and Hight T travelling plane to plane [EIHT] I can't fuck with a proper bitch Cause she wants me to save her I can't flow I'd rather fuck with a hoodrat Cause the bitch is much cheaper, so here we roll Geah One two one two Geah One two one two Check it out One two one two Geah When I gotta Rolls Royce for the bitches that want up in it With a black super sport next to a 5 hundred Benz Ends out the anus making 'em famous Racketeerin now I'm flippin while I'm tipping and taking trips 'cross the border Under cover watch my ki's keep jinglin' Got the page from my nigga H.B. he's bringin Top dollar bitches, who got love to give Ain't no time for playing games, get down like you live We might spend a little ends tonight, so get it cracking (geah) No time for masquerades, Boom Bam pull down the shades can we hurry I got a little business at 9 Quickly I slides out To the next hide out Underground tunnels Can't see me on top You know my little senorita I roll for the drop Keeps me paid Cause ain't nuthin' changed but the weather No sneak attacks she's strapped with the Beretta Whatever y'all bounces and whatever y'all ounce is whatever you need We deliver with speed I can't fuck with a proper bitch (geah) Cause she wants me to save her I can't flow I'd rather fuck with a hoodrat Cause the bitch is much cheaper So here we go, uh Just me and my bitch, me and my bitch By any means do anything to keep us rich She hops on the plane for the return trips In and out, back and forth just to stack my chips I said... Nobody knows my name, who's in the limos? Tinted windows, fuck toss in the demos Wrong one son, heavy weights the rap And if you can't start with a hundred best beware for the cap Keep it moving and guns keep tucked up in the coat Judge Dredd and the feds on my back when I float Gots my little senorita on my way to the shop I'm on my way back to the West to plea no contest False arrest But y'all know how O.J. did it (geah) Cost about 2 million get me straight acquitted D.A. on the payroll, two steps ahead Keeps a smile on my face, you in a ?powder? of red Best bring my cash and don't be late My senorita with your product get it straight upstate Locked down Got a gang of stories for my celly Return trips with chips strapped to her belly Meet her at the telly, collect my fee While your counting from the pen, I'll hit y'all up at 3 I said Me and my bitch, me and my bitch By any means, do anything to keep us ritch She hops on the plane for the return trips In and out, back and forth just to stacks my chips I can't fuck with a proper bitch Cause she wants us to save her I can't flow We'd rather fuck with the greedy bitches Cause they outs to get paper So here we go... Uh, Half Ounce one time (hello!) Check it out Half Ounce one time Just me and my bitch |
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