Got Yo Bitch

Lyrics

[Intro: Dogmatic] Oh hell naw is that my-? That my bitch over there?! What the fuck is that bitch doing? (Just hoeing with the nigga Dogmatic man) Man, wait a minute, ay hoe! The fuck you think you doing! (Look man, straight up- hell nah!) Fucking bitch, motherfucking bitch! [Verse 1: Dogmatic] It's like bark, bark, she got junk in the trunk Tantalised by Matic's funk, smell me? I'm smoking mad skunk, fog lights in the front Heat on the back of the seats for these punks It's like a game of tug, I'm all matched up Baguettes, guns and 20 inches son Roll with the niggas on the run (Yeah) Man your bitch like that, you ain't gon' never get yo' hoe back I got 4 pack, two sets of dykes All of 'em got a man, got they don't fight They only bite dicks like tripe, we in the water After the mo', 'bout to have a young, pissy slaughter Man your hoe chose me, she love life in the D And she love it when she smells trees Off of me 'cause she wanna get blow Feeling her booty at the movies getting old The truth is she loves to get fucked So she email the 'Matic when she wanna get stuck Her lips pucker up to kiss on my nuts Dawg, your shorty is about to get cut I'm 'bout to get drunk, I'm 'bout to get her krunk I'm 'bout to get some brain in the back of this truck Just so you know what's up, you better not front Your bitch is with Dogmatic, you gotta give her up (Give her up) [Chorus: Dogmatic] I got these D's on my ride and I (Got Yo Bitch) I got my heater on my side and I (Got Yo Bitch) You couldn't stop me if you tried and I (Got Yo Bitch) I Got Yo Bitch [Verse 2: Proof] Let make P have cash flow off fast hoes Make her at a show and back at my castle Keep three feet on a hoe is natural That's two on the flo' and one in the asshole Smack 'em crazy, "Make my happy baby" I ain't a captain saving, you got me backward lady Oops I said lady, just maybe I should switch that Illest nigga from the [?] can ask "Where the bitch at?" Your head that you gave Playboy or you love my style You look so long that your broad wanna rub me down Want a gangstar bitch like Apache I'll play snatchy 'side the backstreets Happy that you lack teeth on my black meat Pussy, cat thief, pockets bumping like acne Me not a player? Fool that's a bad guess Then why your bitches and your mistress know my address [Chorus: Dogmatic] I got these D's on my ride and I (Got Yo Bitch) I got my heater on my side and I (Got Yo Bitch) You couldn't stop me if you tried and I (Got Yo Bitch) I Got Yo Bitch [Verse 3: Lola Damone] Yo, it ain't my fault that bitches be on me like white on rice I'm nice with mics but check this, I don't dyke (I don't dyke) Hoes wanna lick me like right on sight (Right on sight) They like my type until they see I'm tight with pipe The type to fight, scrap with cats and broads You know bitches like me attract cats and broads Pretty bitches, witty bitches, I attract 'em all Some Diddy chickens are offered plenty of that alcohol Have hoes on tour wanna sleep with me Wanna come up to my room so they can eat the P Trying to run game like I ain't peep the G But you ain't know? Oh this shit happens frequently And them hoes ain't nothing but freaks to me Give 'em to Proof and 'Matic just so they can beat the P I don't want that bitch, no bitch, yo' bitch But I Got Yo Bitch, I Got Yo Bitch [Chorus x2: Dogmatic] I got these D's on my ride and I (Got Yo Bitch) I got my heater on my side and I (Got Yo Bitch) You couldn't stop me if you tried and I (Got Yo Bitch) I Got Yo Bitch