Can’t Do It

Lyrics
[Intro: Erk tha Jerk] ("Bitch") Yo, uh ("Bitch") [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it, huh ("Bitch") Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it ("Bitch") [Verse 1: Erk tha Jerk] Hit the store for a splitarillo Haters can't see me like a tinted window My potna shotgun, rolling up the indo Break the weed down on your wack demo Face in the pillow, girl, ass up Came through in her man truck Fly, I don't have much Baby so thick, might throw a band up Get your credit card and your phone bill ran up ("Bitch") Jumping all on me but used to fuck with the homie Left her unattended, she home alone like Macaulay Get me down with the skully, skeeted right on her tummy She eat it up like it's yummy, I'm like, uh Got it on tape, lying at the gate Hating ass nigga wishing I was in his place My life is a movie, nigga, better bring a date She cakey like a birthday party, where the plate? Ah ("Bitch") [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it, huh ("Bitch") Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it ("Bitch") [Verse 2: Jay Ant] Shake it like a Polaroid picture or the salt shaker Darth Vader, baby, take the hearts off your card table Word of mouth, like a tall fable I'm legend, Big Willie from all angles She at the club tryna find a rich nigga (Rich nigga) I'm tryna put my brother on her little sister Feelin' her, fold her like an Old Navy Anorak jacket with the zipper on the pouch ("Bitch") No bedroom, only hit it on the couch (Yep) Be a damn fool if you kiss her on the mouth Wet, she don't ever see a drought Blindfolded, baby, I could still see what you about Hit my nigga in the East, pick me up an ounce That nigga hate it when I be showing up unannounced Dark in my cup, doing too much I don't trust these bitches far as could throw a bus, yep ("Bitch") [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it, huh ("Bitch") Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it ("Bitch") [Verse 3: D. Bledsoe] These bitches ain't shit but I ain't either On top of that, I'm a liar and a cheater Cut 'em like cleavers, the hoes love reefer Attitude, leave fast, cheat her, she meet us Eat her, leave it to beaver, black and white (Black and white, Black and white) Mixed bitches is my appetite So wet, legend of the fall Bitch, get a cliffhanger, climb the bedroom wall ("Bitch") So much head, I ball, chick bouncing on my balls Lick the ink on my belly by the "Tommy" on my drawers Fuck laws, we killing so much pussy in the back seat That's manslaughter, bury so damn deep Stamina of an athlete, running them like a track meat In Vegas where the cash be, other niggas is Cache Creek Uh, slide my pieces through her ass checks Doing numbers like a math geek, goddamn it ("Bitch") [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it, huh ("Bitch") Damn, I love my bitches But I don't know why 'cause I don't trust these bitches, huh ("Bitch") Hell nah, can't do it Hell nah, can't do it ("Bitch")
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Credits
- Writers
- Erk Tha Jerk
- Jay Ant
- D. Bledsoe