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Yo J, you bought this bitch's food Yo, these bitches ain't payin' for shit They up here eatin' and gettin' ready to plan To go to somebody else's house after this They usin' us man, fuck this Look hear bitch Bitch you got a fat stomach Your braids look tacky and you're fuckin' broke Like Rakim said, "I ain't no joke" You're posin' as a high-class stinky-ass hoodrat Fuck behind any man's back, bum bitch at the Shark Bar Lookin' like an aardvark with a fucked up parked car Got the nerve to have a diamond I'm embarrassed you keep rhymin' Fuck you Simple Simon, materialistic and twisted Fake mink, buy your own fuckin' drink Big shots sport you but you got a fuckin' weave And I can even grab a white girl And a black woman body in my world Beverly Hills flashy shit, you on some classy girl shit Drivin' a drug dealer's BMW Your license ain't even fuckin' legit Just stop and quit it, you need to admit it You're broke and strippin' Livin' in the Motel 8, you're fuckin' jailbait Tattoos with names on your arms Bighead babies with diapers, frontin' fucks Gettin' in a basketball player's Mercedes Fucked up faces tryin' to hang in romantic places Get the fuck out of here Your friends too they gon' need some ends too Look for somethin', what? With funky-ass G strings all up in your butt Way to feed this elephant, this bitch is always hungry Ghetto superstar tryin' to be intelligent Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love And I said, "Look hear bitch" Peep game at the frame stand You ugly bitches front on my man Not my type, the assholes That always wear them black pants Thinkin' they hype, con women, parasites Lick a nigga ass in valet parkin' Just to get a Puff Daddy ticket Them corny bitches livin' wicked Guest-list bitch, wearin' Tommy Girl cologne over piss Wantin' motherfuckers to call her Miss In the club, you try to look like Deborah Cox with a fucked up house I bet you got roaches and mouse Look at sperm around your fuckin' mouth You can't even cook a meal right Like a good woman down South Runnin' your mouth with a million dollar pussy stinkin' There's Massengil on the table while you rollin' a blunt Watchin' En Vogue on the cable, gettin' your hair sewed in 'Cause your facial expression, lookin' like a fuckin' rodent Loosen up bitch, stiff like the Tin Man Don't even lingerie, always talkin' about your dead man Used to be a gangster, I don't wanna hear that shit I'm eatin' I got some fine Puerto Rican girls I'm meeting Y'all stay with these wack-ass has-beens I'm leavin' with the quickness Y'all plastic monkeys at the Greek picnics Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love Look hear bitch Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love I said, "Look hear bitch" Bitch gets no love
Writer(s): Keith Thornton, Kurt Matlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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