Petty

Lyrics

[Chorus: Kamaiyah] Petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these ... petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty [Verse 1: E-40] Most of these bitches is petty (frivolous) I'm handling my scrill and my fetti (privileges) Only smoke gas, not no reggie (power) Broccoli, organic veggies (sour) Send him to hell not to heaven Go through the Teflon FN57 Somebody call the ambulambs and the reverend Teach a fuck nigga a valuable lesson Scorpio thats my astrology (Forty!) My Rover a autobiography (story) Oyster perpetual presi (Ching!) VS's all up in my bezi (Bling!) Punk rock bitch, gold digging hoe All up in the function with your best friend's clothes Always starting something, you a messy ass hoe Lil groupie ass bitch on the stage at the shows As far as these niggas they petty too (irrelevant) They hate on real niggas like me and you (relevant) They jealous, conniving, and sneaky (sheisty) Don't wanna be them, wanna be me (icy) See me on TV, all over the net They heart full of envy, butthurt and upset They pockets is pennies, my pockets a check You say you my enemy, I'm on your neck [Chorus: Kamaiyah] Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these ... petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty [Verse 2: Kamaiyah] Awww shit I guess I'm the one that they hate now You bitches is played out I made it, ain't got shit to say now You bitches is spaced out I made my own way out the Bay now So my crib is way out You bitches still riding the Greyhound I pull up in Wraiths now I got big money, all facts Petty bitches can fall back Got a Benz, yeah, I bought that And I been the shit, yeah, I'm all that Long money, I got tall stacks I can stand on it, I can land on it I got bands homie, rubber bands on it Yeah, I got here 'cause I planned on it I'm the realest chick to ever do this shit From the West Coast, now I run this shit I'm the same one that y'all keep on talking 'bout But ain't fuckin wit' Speak on me but the talk is cheap 'Cause y'all sneak dissing on some sucka shit Kamaiyah be my name, hoe When you speak on me, say my government Don't be petty, bitch [Chorus: Kamaiyah] Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these ... petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty