Lil Jon, The East Side Boyz, Too $hort - Just a Bitch lyrics

You little punk motherfucker do yo thang
You bitch ass niggas won't do a thang
So shut the fuck up and
Peep some game from me

You just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Trick BI I TCH (bi-itch) bI I TCH (bi-itch)
Punk ass BI I TCH (bi-itch)
Nigga you ain't nothing but a BI I TCH
(bi-itch) trick BI I TCH (bi-itch)
Punk ass BI I TCH (bi-itch)

Yeah!, yeah!, yeah!, yeah!
Well get yo hands up, get yo hands up

Well throw yo click up, throw yo click up

Well what you looking at
Nigga what you looking at

Now what you wanna do, what you wanna do

Well nigga FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU
FUCK YOU!

BI I TCH! (bi-itch) trick BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Fuck ass BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
You just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Nigga you ain't nothing but a BI I TCH!
(bi-itch) trick BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Punk ass BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
You just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)

Pour me some Bombay and fire up that pine
Its bout time somebody checked you
You bitch ass punk
I heard you slap ya woman cause
She told ya the truth
Real niggas bring out the ho in you
Us pimp niggas get it down hoe
The chin checker all you do
Is play the role nigga
You just a actor, won't let a bitch breathe
If she wanted to yawn
She just a weak motherfucker so insecure
How come she can't leave home
Without getting cursed out?
Everytime you get mad you tell
Her get the fuck out
Put I told that her, I said it's cool
Get at me come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player youse a liar
Cause you never be like
Willie Dynamite Supafly

You just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Trick BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Fuck ass BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Punk motherfucking BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Nigga you ain't nothing but a BI I TCH!
(bi-itch) you just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Trick BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Punk ass BI I TCH! (bi-itch)

Pump, pump, pump, pump let no shots
Double Glock Glock
Nigga pop pop it don't stop
In that dirty south
Burn up the whole block that's
What this here be bout
Niggas living lowless
Niggas labeled heartless
Gone see who life the shortest
Regardless this whole world to me is garabage
Trying to reap my harvest
I'm starving, let's live the life of ballin
And still trying to find my calling
And make a change
Look into my eyes, all you see is pain
Look up in the sky all I see is rain
Ain't no sunshine, call me a monkey
But look I got K-9 bloodlines
With P-9's and semiautos
And guaranteed tomorrow 9th ward my burrow
I represent the scum's ate the crumbs
Now I'm reaching for a new height
Nothing but love and we crew tight
Craving renew sight hussle for food tight
Who the dopest on the planet BI I TCH
Chyna White

BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
You just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Trick BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Punk ass BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Nigga you ain't nothing but a BI I TCH!
(bi-itch) you just a BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Trick BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Fuck ass BI I TCH! (bi-itch)
Nigga you ain't nothing but a BI I TCH!
(bi-itch)

You little punk motherfucker do ya thang
You bitch ass niggas won't do a thang
So shut the fuck up and
Peep some game from me
Now you know to shut yo talk it is a shame
Cause you and yo group won't do a thang
The SHIT that you talking sounds
The same to me