What Could Be Better Bitch

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Son Of Bazerk - Rap, In English

What Could Be Better Bitch

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Here goes that funky beat, these lyrics are ghetto swift I'm ready to strip 'em down, pass me the forty dog A-yo is you ready Rawe, you know I don't give a fuck I'm ready to burn it up, so what could be better bitch You're digging the funky drummer and ready to go to work Bazerk at the center stage, producers is with it y'all So suckers get jealous, see sex ain't no problem So where can I get some, I'm digging your hairdo Now what do you want to do, I want some more pimp shit You know what I'm saying saying, so what could be better bitch You on the ho stroll, we bringing the funk back We got it on CD so what could be better bitch These lyrics are unrecorded, these suckers like get up on it You put it on thirty three, The Band on the wheels y'all He's part of the rap game, he down with brother Brown You hear how the music switch, the tape is still rolling money But what could be better bitch, we ain't for no playing, boy You suckers get petro, but here comes the cashflow Kevin and Willie Wop, somebody call a cop The bitches be paying the rent, here come the freestyle But what could be better bitch, me and my gift for riff So what could be better bitch, me and my gift for riff Now what could be better bitch, me and my gift for riff So what could be better bitch, me and my gift for riff Ready to dick her down, now tell me now what it be I'm giving you jimmy bitch, so what could be better bitch Suckers get put on hold, peace to my brother Hav But yo can I hand glide, but here comes the ricochet So what could be better bitch, you know we ain't sleeping black So here goes another track, and yo we ain't slipping up And ready to break her down, someone said no to drugs So what could be better bitch, no we ain't living large Suckers need bodyguards, No Self is the other half We're turning the hands of time, what could be better bitch My pockets keep getting fat, I'm ready to set it off You give me the runaround, but here come the swan dive I roll with The Bomb Squad, you see it in magazines The brothers that know the time, so give me some depth y'all They call me a lover man, she gave me the finger, G But this is the new swing called "What Could Be Better Bitch"

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Credits

Writers
  • Son Of Bazerk
  • Keith Shocklee
  • Hank Shocklee
  • Gary G-Wiz