Domestic Violence

Lyrics

[Chorus: Tiffany] You ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit Your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit Your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit Your kicks ain't shit, nigga, your whips ain't shit Bobby, you ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shit You ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit Your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit Your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit Your kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit Bobby, you ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shit You ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit Your lab ain't shit, Bobby, you ain't shit Your rings ain't shit, your gear ain't shit Your jewels ain't shit, your kicks ain't shit Your whips ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shit You ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit Your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit Your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit Your kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit Nigga, I'm the shit... [Verse: Bobby Digital & (Jamie Sommers)] What the fuck y'all birds talkin' about? Get the fuck out my house! Before I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth Bob Digi — yeah, you know who is he Girl, I fuckin' slave trade your ass like Kizzy Kinte (But wait, fuck you, motherfucker!) You wish you could fuck Bitch, all you can do is dick suck (Your ass can't fuck, that's why your wife left your monkey ass) Fuck that! You don't cook, you don't clean, or press my jeans You don't scrub or wash clothes Or buy food or make any C.R.E.A.M. in this bitch You don't read to the seeds All you do is watch TV and smoke weed Get your nails done and feet, scrub the hair-weave Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe Talkin' 'bout you gonna leave? Then bitch leave! What the fuck you're waitin' fo'? Hit the do'! I ain't takin' this shit no mo'! Spendin' all my C.R.E.A.M. on Gucci, Fendis and Coach Before you moved to my lab, bitch, I ain't never seen a roach Stains on my carpet, bathroom's more like a fish market Take all the space in my closet, where the fuck's your logic? Disrespectin' my Old Earth, aborted my childbirth And every day, I catch my credit card inside your purse You can't speak a sentence without a curse Talkin' 'bout you're gonna be a nurse Bitch, to be a nurse, you got to go to school first! When I first met you, you was a ho I tried to reform you, bomb you, warn you and teach you But couldn't reach you, and you still a ho Your father said you was a ho And when you leave me, bitch, you're gonna be a ho Cellulite and gargoyle feet, I'd rather beat my meat And raggy-ass pussy a starvin' dog wouldn't eat Started with the body of a model Pussy tight as a pharmaceutical bottle And you could swallow a whole avocado And two 40 ounce bottles To the end of the world, with you I would follow Now, when I fuck you, the shit echos 'cause you pussy is so hollow Turn your fat ass sideways Your stretchmarks look like the US highways Fuck a new nigga every Friday Talkin' 'bout bust a nut.. bitch, I'll bust yo' guts! (You come so quick, nigga) Wonder why I come so quick? With that wide ass pussy and soggy tits? I'm tryin' to get the shit over with, and go to sleep! But when I'm with my real freak on the weekend Bet that baby we fuck for two-and-a-half hours to three You'd better study the 1-14 knowledge culture degree About M-G-T, and G-C-C [Bobby Digital] 'Cause you ain't shit, and your mother ain't shit And your sister ain't shit, and your pussy ain't shit That weave ain't shit, your ass ain't shit Girl, you ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit [Outro: Bobby Digital, U-God (Jamie Sommers)] But fuck it, yo, let me get this fucking phone (Yeah, get the motherfucking phone Quit motherfuckers in our fucking business Hang the fuck up! I'll pull the motherfucking chord out of the motherfucking socket) Yo God, this bitch is bugging I'm sick of this shit motherfucker (Get the fuck out! I'm throwing all the shit on the motherfucking terrace right now I'm sick of this shit!) I'm on the phone! This shit, you and you shit out the I'm on the phone! motherfucking closet right now. My Well fuck you! name's on the motherfucking [?] too (Bitch, get the fuck out my nigga, I don't give a fuck, fuck that House man shit, you get the fuck out my lab, all These motherfuckers sleeping in the Fucking living room. My seeds run into These motherfuckers, these niggas are) Yo, hey Hewey, hey Hewey in their dirty motherfucking socks and Fuck you, yo God, my bitch... shit. (Fucking dirty toilet seats and This bitch is stupid man shit. My seeds gotta sit on this shit Get these motherfuckers out this Give this fucking crab ass motherfucking lab now.) Get the fuck Girl the gas yo out. (Every lat one of y'all mother- You's a ho bitch! fuckers. Get the fuck out my lab) Come on you's a ho! You'se a ho Motherfucker don't make me pick up You'se a ho this bottle. Don't make me pick up You'se a ho this motherfucking bottle You'se a ho Ho! ho! Ho! ho! (Bastard! bastard!) Ho! ho! (Bastard!) Fuck you! Ho! (You fucking bastard!) Ho! (Bastard! Bastard!) Fuck you Yo, yo, dunn, yo, yo, God (Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! She's stupid dunn you're fucking dirty dick nigga Yeah you're fucking stupid nigga You're fucking stupid You're fucking stupid) Call me back son (Now that's right, tell that motherfucker to call you back) Call me back (Cause you ain't going to steal this motherfucking phone)