Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
Yo let me tell you bout this one bitch
Ayo
I was at the Galleria
Just blowing a couple racks
Little cute hats, Von Dutch in fact
You know I like it like that
Price tag ain't shit
But little did I know shit was bout to hit
I knew this one bitch
Yea we used to be
Two peas in a pod, she was just like me
Had the same tattoos, had the same attitude
But the bitch was low-key
Plotting on me
You see we knew the same dude from like way back then
But little did she know, I was f*cking with him
But I should have caught on
She was always like that
Anything I ever did, she would always bite that
Used to beg me for cash cause I had I like that
But when it came to me, she would never type back
Ain't it funny
They don't give a flying f*ck about you
Till they want some money
Anyway my phone rang
It was my homegirl Nick
From around the block
She was solid as a rock, always kept that thing tucked
And it always stayed cocked
She said "Bitch where you at?"
I could tell that she was heated
Bitch caught a f*cking murder case and still beat it
I'm at the Valentino shop, these new bags is hot
Check out this new top
"Remember that bitch you used to kick it with
The one I tried to fight, back when I was sick of it"
I said yea why, did she try you
"Nah but time is what the f*ck I'm bout buy you
I'm bout to kill this bitch, throw her in the bayou
Bald headed ass bitch like Caillou
I just seen that fat bitch in a slammed out Honda (uh huh)
I was bout to f*ck that bitch up like Rhonda (word)
And guess who she was with (who)
But don't lose your shit
She was just leaving the lot when that red light hit
(oh hell no)
Aight fasho, where you at
We finna roll up
Carve a bitch name into the side of her Corolla
Plant a bomb inside the muthaf*cker
Watch it blow up
I'm headed to the car right now bitch
Hold up
"I followed them to this Motel 6
Cheap muthaf*cka
She lucky I ain't stuff her in the jeep muthaf*cka
She lucky I aint catch her in the street muthaf*cka
Choke the bitch, knock out the teeth, muthaf*cker"
I met her in the parking lot, all black Scion
Room 36 the one I gotta keep my eye on
We head up real slick
Right before I could peak
She bust inside and let that 22 speak
Shit
This bitch done shot the hoe in the ass
Jk
But f*ck that bitch
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Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
Yo let me tell you bout this one bitch
Ayo
I was at the Galleria
Just blowing a couple racks
Little cute hats, Von Dutch in fact
You know I like it like that
Price tag ain't shit
But little did I know shit was bout to hit
I knew this one bitch
Yea we used to be
Two peas in a pod, she was just like me
Had the same tattoos, had the same attitude
But the bitch was low-key
Plotting on me
You see we knew the same dude from like way back then
But little did she know, I was f*cking with him
But I should have caught on
She was always like that
Anything I ever did, she would always bite that
Used to beg me for cash cause I had I like that
But when it came to me, she would never type back
Ain't it funny
They don't give a flying f*ck about you
Till they want some money
Anyway my phone rang
It was my homegirl Nick
From around the block
She was solid as a rock, always kept that thing tucked
And it always stayed cocked
She said "Bitch where you at?"
I could tell that she was heated
Bitch caught a f*cking murder case and still beat it
I'm at the Valentino shop, these new bags is hot
Check out this new top
"Remember that bitch you used to kick it with
The one I tried to fight, back when I was sick of it"
I said yea why, did she try you
"Nah but time is what the f*ck I'm bout buy you
I'm bout to kill this bitch, throw her in the bayou
Bald headed ass bitch like Caillou
I just seen that fat bitch in a slammed out Honda (uh huh)
I was bout to f*ck that bitch up like Rhonda (word)
And guess who she was with (who)
But don't lose your shit
She was just leaving the lot when that red light hit
(oh hell no)
Aight fasho, where you at
We finna roll up
Carve a bitch name into the side of her Corolla
Plant a bomb inside the muthaf*cker
Watch it blow up
I'm headed to the car right now bitch
Hold up
"I followed them to this Motel 6
Cheap muthaf*cka
She lucky I ain't stuff her in the jeep muthaf*cka
She lucky I aint catch her in the street muthaf*cka
Choke the bitch, knock out the teeth, muthaf*cker"
I met her in the parking lot, all black Scion
Room 36 the one I gotta keep my eye on
We head up real slick
Right before I could peak
She bust inside and let that 22 speak
Shit
This bitch done shot the hoe in the ass
Jk
But f*ck that bitch
Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
Yo let me tell you bout this one bitch
Ayo
I was at the Galleria
Just blowing a couple racks
Little cute hats, Von Dutch in fact
You know I like it like that
Price tag ain't shit
But little did I know shit was bout to hit
I knew this one bitch
Yea we used to be
Two peas in a pod, she was just like me
Had the same tattoos, had the same attitude
But the bitch was low-key
Plotting on me
You see we knew the same dude from like way back then
But little did she know, I was f*cking with him
But I should have caught on
She was always like that
Anything I ever did, she would always bite that
Used to beg me for cash cause I had I like that
But when it came to me, she would never type back
Ain't it funny
They don't give a flying f*ck about you
Till they want some money
Anyway my phone rang
It was my homegirl Nick
From around the block
She was solid as a rock, always kept that thing tucked
And it always stayed cocked
She said "Bitch where you at?"
I could tell that she was heated
Bitch caught a f*cking murder case and still beat it
I'm at the Valentino shop, these new bags is hot
Check out this new top
"Remember that bitch you used to kick it with
The one I tried to fight, back when I was sick of it"
I said yea why, did she try you
"Nah but time is what the f*ck I'm bout buy you
I'm bout to kill this bitch, throw her in the bayou
Bald headed ass bitch like Caillou
I just seen that fat bitch in a slammed out Honda (uh huh)
I was bout to f*ck that bitch up like Rhonda (word)
And guess who she was with (who)
But don't lose your shit
She was just leaving the lot when that red light hit
(oh hell no)
Aight fasho, where you at
We finna roll up
Carve a bitch name into the side of her Corolla
Plant a bomb inside the muthaf*cker
Watch it blow up
I'm headed to the car right now bitch
Hold up
"I followed them to this Motel 6
Cheap muthaf*cka
She lucky I ain't stuff her in the jeep muthaf*cka
She lucky I aint catch her in the street muthaf*cka
Choke the bitch, knock out the teeth, muthaf*cker"
I met her in the parking lot, all black Scion
Room 36 the one I gotta keep my eye on
We head up real slick
Right before I could peak
She bust inside and let that 22 speak
Shit
This bitch done shot the hoe in the ass
Jk
But f*ck that bitch
Writer: Rafael Velazco III
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid