Ya B*tch

Lyrics

[Chorus] Since you always wanna talk about somebody Think its about time we start talkin about you Take a look in da mirror you so sorry Run at da mouth dats all you bitches do Ya bish, ya bish, aye, ya bish, ya bish Aye, ya bish, ya bish, aye, ya bish [Verse 1] What you mad about a whooty? Its all about whooty lil mama drive a hooty Dats da whole town coochie And you actin' all coochie Since we speaking of coochie Speaking of pussy, let's talk about pussy Cuz i know who be riding and i know who be sliding And i know who be hiding You wanna run yo gaps, nigga Speak yo neck, nigga, nigga speak facts Cuz its rats in yo circle for fact nigga now excuse ma back, nigga Please haters excuse my back, nigga Wanna talk about this, let's talk about that Let's not talk at all, you wanna speak my name Ii don't say nothing, nigga My hitters is involved, ya bish [Chorus] Since you always wanna talk about somebody Think its about time we start talkin about you Take a look in da mirror you so sorry Run at da mouth dats all you bitches do Ya bish, ya bish, aye, ya bish, ya bish Aye, ya bish, ya bish, aye, ya bish [Verse 2] Nowadays, niggas talk just like bitches He say, she say they say," we say pillow talking" Nigga, what your lips say? Loud talking, nigga what yo lips say talk baseball let em speak at all shh When i'm around dem lame, nigga, kill gang Sucka niggas got sumthing gon run tell ahead abcg nd its on me hating always speaking on da next nigga No bands no hoes no checks niggas speaking of who sucking fucking running who its prolly why hoes never fucking you If he gossip like a bitch he prolly dat if he talking like a snitch den he prolly dat since you always wanna talk about lets discuss how you gonna talk about it Got ma name in yo mouth hope it taste like shit Socialpath when it come to a bitch call me lil nevea came boy cuz ion feel shit I used to shoot now i get a nigga hit never change i da same still find me on tenth Shit lock like a wrench wen you niggas come find me I was going in had yo bitch wit me nigga she was going down It's all this pipe in da dope, bitch don't choke I don't do the girlfriends, bitch I sell dope Pop bands call bams ion do the bro Make these bitches giddy up like an antelope She fell in love, nastiest shit I ever wrote, raw She tell me bring them pills, nigga, by da boat I met her blood, I know she on doe I fuck around and watch the bitch mouth, I was soak