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b*tch Iz a b*tch

by Flesh-n-Bone

[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
Don't you hate that?
Your baby daddy rock
Look at him rolling looking good, you ain't got shat
You might aswell raise up his money let's see his contract
Weed money and
f*ck you hoes, I ain't your trick, trick
I don't trust you hoes all in my mix, mix
Good luck old hoes, you broke b*tch, b*tch
You stuck with my infectious soul that I'm the sh*t
Psyche!
I am the bestest dog, you know it b*tch
Belonging to your others it's a pity


f*ck the titties n*gga

It ain't nuttin' to me


I ain't no snitch homie
I never snitch on ya
f*ck the b*tch, that's the moral to sh*t, come on!

[Verse 2: Flesh]
A b*tch is a b*tch

Big lips

Big di*k


I got the number

Drop your drawers

That's why you call me daddy


Had to get at me


That I would never imagine

You think it's about yo ass
No it's about


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