Who Da Bitch Now?

Well, you found you a coon Tied him to a truck He was looking at your girl Yeah, he was looking for a ride But you showed that bitch, dintcha? Now tell your story while the others pinch ya Cause now you're bunkmates with Bubba Who won't use no rubba For the maximum sentence the law would allow So tell me boys... Who Da Bitch Now? Well, you found you a queer You promised him some head Drove him out, tied him up, beat him down and left him for dead "That's what you get bitch" Well that's what you said You didn't see it was wrong, no you were only seeing red... But now you'll see pinstripes Bunched around your ankles every night You'll get used to it much quicker If you give up the fight and just allow... And Who Da Bitch Now? The irony is plain to see If you know the definition You try to be B.M.O.C. And end up in this position... You found you a Haitian Brought him down to the station You boinked him with a broomstick As a standard operation You thought you'd hide your violence Behind that big blue wall of silence But now you're roomin' With some of the bitches you've been broomin' I applaud the situation, but I wouldn't take a bow Just tell me, officer, Who Da Bitch Now? ("Self-Bootleg" Bonus Verse) Well this morning's communion went off without a hitch So you said a benediction and made the alter boy your bitch The most accursed criminal to hide behind a hymnal But they hung you like a jury with a tube sock for a rope The paparazzi waited For a comment from the pope who just said 'ciao' And "who da beetch now!"