Lareece - Kinda Bitch I Am Lyrics
Lareece Lyrics
Kinda Bitch I Am Lyrics
-Intro-
Uh, ThugLine baby. LaReece in this peice, uh, cmon.
-Chorus-
Do you know the kind of bitch I am? trickin tricks and makin all they grands my grands have you and your crew be sayin Ooh god damn just so that you know the kind of bitch I am uh/ Do you know the kind of bitch I am? trickin tricks and makin all they grands my grands have you and your crew be sayin Ooh god damn just so that you know the kind of bitch I am uh
LaReece
I like Iceberg on my ass when I switch to techies sittin' on his face when he licks so baby, get that shit/ Can you get some to my clique, that freaky shit is you with/ It aint no fun if the homies cant have none/ Im the type to rhyme a sayin' guaranteed that Im a ball and bang, if I have to Im a slang them thangs/ Man slaughterin like Abel and Cain/ Another real bitch bringing the pain, destined to change the game/ I likes my niggas thuggish ruggish, I digs the roughest toughest, pants saggin' hat to the back and platinum nuggets, attitude like F*ck it Struck it rich and ditched the bucket now Im twerkin' with a Bill Gates budget/ I know you love it, guns out bustin' like drag on, workin' all these ass sets and gettin' my mash on/ Too much jealousy so Im rollin' with no more friends and Im askin yall one more gain
-Chorus-
LaReece
Im the type that love the dick but nigga, teach me somethin'/ Pass some game, blow my mind to enhance my comin' you aint dealin' with a broke bitch I aint frontin' with your little shoppin' spree boo you know that aint nuthin' always kept a job when I wasnt hustlin stuffin them in my draws even had to bust on them to get my own shit think your f*ckin just forget it already scored a "A" player you just extra credit/ Game embedded, hoes be hatin instantly mad cuz they now they mans put they grin on me/ So what its gon be? you mad so you say you got beef you better guard your grill mama cause Im knockin out teeth and if I have to sock a bitch she gettin' clocked like dollars if I have to cock a glock she gettin popped like collars/ Lesson learned now she know like scholars/ Got my crew bringin' the pain now pieces on everthang
-Chorus-
LaReece
You better get them chips out niggas, LaReece is only f*ckin' with them Cristal sippers/ If the bitches act up we pullin' pistol triggers I need a go-getter that's workin' it and bringin' me them bigger figures/ When I hit the clubs with my ice on deck/ Gouche on my corns all the way up to my neck a sexy bitch cause you think bout sex/ Leave us outta control on the go, do you know?
-Chorus-
Uh, ThugLine baby. LaReece in this peice, uh, cmon.
-Chorus-
Do you know the kind of bitch I am? trickin tricks and makin all they grands my grands have you and your crew be sayin Ooh god damn just so that you know the kind of bitch I am uh/ Do you know the kind of bitch I am? trickin tricks and makin all they grands my grands have you and your crew be sayin Ooh god damn just so that you know the kind of bitch I am uh
LaReece
I like Iceberg on my ass when I switch to techies sittin' on his face when he licks so baby, get that shit/ Can you get some to my clique, that freaky shit is you with/ It aint no fun if the homies cant have none/ Im the type to rhyme a sayin' guaranteed that Im a ball and bang, if I have to Im a slang them thangs/ Man slaughterin like Abel and Cain/ Another real bitch bringing the pain, destined to change the game/ I likes my niggas thuggish ruggish, I digs the roughest toughest, pants saggin' hat to the back and platinum nuggets, attitude like F*ck it Struck it rich and ditched the bucket now Im twerkin' with a Bill Gates budget/ I know you love it, guns out bustin' like drag on, workin' all these ass sets and gettin' my mash on/ Too much jealousy so Im rollin' with no more friends and Im askin yall one more gain
-Chorus-
LaReece
Im the type that love the dick but nigga, teach me somethin'/ Pass some game, blow my mind to enhance my comin' you aint dealin' with a broke bitch I aint frontin' with your little shoppin' spree boo you know that aint nuthin' always kept a job when I wasnt hustlin stuffin them in my draws even had to bust on them to get my own shit think your f*ckin just forget it already scored a "A" player you just extra credit/ Game embedded, hoes be hatin instantly mad cuz they now they mans put they grin on me/ So what its gon be? you mad so you say you got beef you better guard your grill mama cause Im knockin out teeth and if I have to sock a bitch she gettin' clocked like dollars if I have to cock a glock she gettin popped like collars/ Lesson learned now she know like scholars/ Got my crew bringin' the pain now pieces on everthang
-Chorus-
LaReece
You better get them chips out niggas, LaReece is only f*ckin' with them Cristal sippers/ If the bitches act up we pullin' pistol triggers I need a go-getter that's workin' it and bringin' me them bigger figures/ When I hit the clubs with my ice on deck/ Gouche on my corns all the way up to my neck a sexy bitch cause you think bout sex/ Leave us outta control on the go, do you know?
-Chorus-
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