Snoop Dogg, Kokane - Brake Fluid (Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes) lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg, Kokane - Brake Fluid Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes lyrics]
Woman: Ya baby snoop: Ya playa
Woman: Ya baby
Snoop: That's some real pimp shit right here
Snoop: These bitches is outta line man
Man: What's the matter dog you
Can't control your bitches?
Snoop: Check this out man
I got bitches all in my game
That don't even know my name
Then pump your brakes, you hoes biotch!
You could talk all day behind my back
But won't say shit in my face
Then pump your brakes, you hoes biotch!
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the
One, you are the one, whooo
You are sexy, sexy, sexy, you are so sexy
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the
One, you are the one, whoo oo
You are sexy, sexy, sexy, hmmm
Carla, Darla, Charlene and Camina
Tereka and Erika, they love to take care of a
Real motherfucker from the DPG
Keesha, Resha, Tammy and Renesha
I appreciate the way y'all skate
When the clock hit eight now April and Kate
Y'all be doin' too much running your mouths
Fuckin shit up, you gotta get up
Cus I done had enough
Getting sick and tired of the same stuff
You told Kamil and she told Karla
And she told April and now they all know
But I could give a fuck
'cus all y'all my hoes
So, all that confronting the
Real nigga on site
Today is today, last night was last night
As I leaned with my hand on my balls
I had to really check these bitches
And tell 'em like this dog
Nina do this and Tina do that
Sabrina, Sakina, nigga them all my hood rats
Back in the days when I was on the block
At an early age man, I was on the cock
Non-stop, I beat it up and tell
That bitch to get ghost
(They be like hot butter
On a breakfast toast)
Hollarin' out, poppin' a collar out
And talkin' shit on the phone to
Me at my baby mama's house
(who's she?) Look here bitch do you
Know who the fuck I am you better read your
Motherfuckin' press telegram
You remind me of this bitch that
Used to work for me
Had to cut the bitch up 'cus she
Tried to get too close to me
And tried to confront me at a club one night
Fuckin' with her friend, a fake bitch
(Is that right?)
But you know I had to stop and I paused
And I put my hand on my
Balls and said check this out, dog
I got my own spot and I got my own keys
So can't no bitch talk shit to me
Like Kiki did me, bitch changed the locks
And kicked me up outta spot
I learned a lesson
I wasn't guessin' or stressin'
I got another bitch and she
Was at the convalescent home
She said she needed a companion
Shit I needed a chaperone plus a new home
Snap, crack, it's on
But in no time at all seems she fell in love
But I wasn't ready for that
Topcat had to scat
I hit her friend from the back
While she was at work workin'
I was jerkin' that skirt
And fuckin with all her
Friends that was flirtin'
And when she found out she told
Me that that shit hurt (boo hoo)
A week later she fucked my homeboy Kurt
Bitch you a'int shit but dirt for dirt
(biotch)
(shoop) this is a sexy bitch music fades out
Woman: Ya baby
Snoop: That's some real pimp shit right here
Snoop: These bitches is outta line man
Man: What's the matter dog you
Can't control your bitches?
Snoop: Check this out man
I got bitches all in my game
That don't even know my name
Then pump your brakes, you hoes biotch!
You could talk all day behind my back
But won't say shit in my face
Then pump your brakes, you hoes biotch!
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the
One, you are the one, whooo
You are sexy, sexy, sexy, you are so sexy
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the
One, you are the one, whoo oo
You are sexy, sexy, sexy, hmmm
Carla, Darla, Charlene and Camina
Tereka and Erika, they love to take care of a
Real motherfucker from the DPG
Keesha, Resha, Tammy and Renesha
I appreciate the way y'all skate
When the clock hit eight now April and Kate
Y'all be doin' too much running your mouths
Fuckin shit up, you gotta get up
Cus I done had enough
Getting sick and tired of the same stuff
You told Kamil and she told Karla
And she told April and now they all know
But I could give a fuck
'cus all y'all my hoes
So, all that confronting the
Real nigga on site
Today is today, last night was last night
As I leaned with my hand on my balls
I had to really check these bitches
And tell 'em like this dog
Nina do this and Tina do that
Sabrina, Sakina, nigga them all my hood rats
Back in the days when I was on the block
At an early age man, I was on the cock
Non-stop, I beat it up and tell
That bitch to get ghost
(They be like hot butter
On a breakfast toast)
Hollarin' out, poppin' a collar out
And talkin' shit on the phone to
Me at my baby mama's house
(who's she?) Look here bitch do you
Know who the fuck I am you better read your
Motherfuckin' press telegram
You remind me of this bitch that
Used to work for me
Had to cut the bitch up 'cus she
Tried to get too close to me
And tried to confront me at a club one night
Fuckin' with her friend, a fake bitch
(Is that right?)
But you know I had to stop and I paused
And I put my hand on my
Balls and said check this out, dog
I got my own spot and I got my own keys
So can't no bitch talk shit to me
Like Kiki did me, bitch changed the locks
And kicked me up outta spot
I learned a lesson
I wasn't guessin' or stressin'
I got another bitch and she
Was at the convalescent home
She said she needed a companion
Shit I needed a chaperone plus a new home
Snap, crack, it's on
But in no time at all seems she fell in love
But I wasn't ready for that
Topcat had to scat
I hit her friend from the back
While she was at work workin'
I was jerkin' that skirt
And fuckin with all her
Friends that was flirtin'
And when she found out she told
Me that that shit hurt (boo hoo)
A week later she fucked my homeboy Kurt
Bitch you a'int shit but dirt for dirt
(biotch)
(shoop) this is a sexy bitch music fades out