Bitch, I Love You

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!