Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
bbymutha
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brittnee Moore
Lyrics
Winslow Donovan
Composer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Ha, yeah
Bitch
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I be lettin' underneath-me bitches get a seat at my table (Yeah)
I been livin' and learnin', I hit the jury, case 'em (Yeah)
And they gon' swear I do 'em dirty, let 'em talk
Ain't no bitch or **** needed, suck my penis, watch me walk, yeah
Hoes see me survivin', they assume I'm winnin'
I get what I want 'cause I'm that bitch and been there since beginnin' (Yeah)
Without the hype, without the lights, without the pot to piss in
Bitches tried fuck me over easy, I was on a mission (Yeah, yeah)
Harder than your **** when he say to me, "Just put the tip in"
Grippin' my lil' pistol here on out case she need a whippin'
At the bottom, give a bitch the blues, Perc' 30, I'm Crippin' (Yeah)
Pull up with the check and make her shake it, drop it like she strippin' (Yeah)
They act like I'm trippin' when I'm livin' what I'm spittin'
If I didn't, would you love me less?
I ain't gotta win the popular vote to be the fuckin' best (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches say a lot, but they don't say it with they fuckin' chest
That's why I'm in the field and you still gotta pay to leave the nest
[Chorus]
Yeah, why you make me competition? You must like to lose
I fuck with the practice, I just hate to see a child abused
I light up a candle, now your mama on the nightly news
I light up a candle, now your people doin' interviews, yeah
Why you make me competition? You must like to lose
I fuck with the practice, I just hate to see a child abused
I light up a candle, now your mama on the nightly news
I light up a candle, now your people doin' interviews, yeah
Written by: Brittnee Moore, Winslow Donovan