Bitch, I love you
I don't know just why
Bitch has done me wrong
But now baby
That's why you got me
Singin' my song
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Girl, you know you love
To talk some shit
Bitch, don't make me
Bust ya in your lip
She talka me back
And gonna make me
Hit your lips
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Come home late at night
Would you know that it
Just ain't right
I'm here make a bad girl blue
Yeah, I'm gonna be here
Hittin' on you
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah, what's wrong with you?
I gave you all this money, tryin' to do you right
And treat you like a woman
Look how you make me, look at how you gonna do
And make me look a damn fool
People try and talk about that woman over here
And I got the back of my hand
Fuck that shit. I'm talking about Black Joe
Black Joe! Black Joe motherfucker, Black Joe!
