Bitch - D12
[Intro: Eminem]
B_tches always be all... gigglin and sh_t. (come on B_TCH)
But they get mad when there favorite song dont come on in the club.
Catch an attitude and sh_t
We got one for them. goes like this
[Verse 1: Eminem]
We wrote a song for the hoes
You like to hear? here it goes
A little somethin you probably won't hear on the radio
So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows
And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slow
And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, B_tch
Jew Ja Jaw Jaw Da Dun Jew Ja
You just made me mess up, B_tch
Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah Blah
It don't matter, I'm just blabbering
Like you understand what I'm saying Anyway
I'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the other
You're so f_ckin drunk all you hear is the Beat da beat
I could be sayin anything Get ya ass on the floor
Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before
Baby and shake that ass like a whore
[Chorus]
Yeah i'm talkin to you B_TCH (get up and dance b_tch)
Wiggle that ass B_TCH (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a b_tch)
What you going to do about it B_TCH?
Sit there and cry like a little B_TCH? B_TCH.
Get up and dance B_TCH (wiggle that ass b_tch)
You little trash B_TCH (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a trash b_tch)
Not trailer trash SWITCH
Take the person you with and exchange partners
[Verse 2: Kuniva]
Tell me that it aint no hangin, and f_ck callin home
Untill you look at me before you answer the phone
When i flee, your ass can get as naked and be as free
As you wanna be freak
But i'm takin the key with me.
You aint gonna get sh_t, so dont even ask
Disrespect my wishes, i'll beat your ass
Watch me comin home floor eatin half of your doggy bag
And i leave laughin, while you callin me on the rag
I'm the type that might cut off the lights when i hit
And before she cut them on, Kuniva already SWITCHED
Your ass aint even ridin with Swift unless your goin
When i'm done, i throw you out and ask you where you goin
[Verse 3: Bizarre]
Hoe aint the only thing you call a girl
Sl_t, Tramp, (oh, how you doin sir?)
Ever since i was 8, i been startin to hate
I said f_ck the Ho's, started eatin cheese cake
Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and grapes
Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy)
Ok, back to the b_tches, wash the dishes after that
Give me stitches. a f_ckin half indian chick, s_ck my d_ck
This time tommorow, i wont remember sh_t
Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators
And they aint now and laters b_tch.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae]
Hey baby whats up with you
Aiiyo your man here with you?
Nah, you single, i can tell(you came with them hoes didnt you)
No you need friends girl, excuse him mr lick it
(aiiyo lets get this party crackin these b_tches aint got b_tches)
Now you know he didnt mean that (come on you seen that)
(she all whinin and sh_t, get this b_tch a kleenex)
(what did he say?)
Nothin, he said you seem stressed
(naw, you got a big b_tt)
And you wearin your nice dress(cuz i was gonna say)
(you wasn't gonna say sh_t)
(excuse me?)
He said Michael Jackson jus got another face lift
(dumb hoe)
(oh, n_gga!)
No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight
(b_tch, what up though jus f_ck for a buck, do somethin strange for change, maybe holla for a dolla, jus hop in the range)
(f_ck both yall n_ggas)
See i was tryin to be polite, stank ass trick (oh someone jackin off tonight)
[Verse 5: Proof]
Why you a b_tch but dont choke
I say the same to my momma
I got Christina, Brittany with me, sh_t
We bangin Madonna
Watch her strip you on that 10 b_tch aint got change for a dollar
Blow your tounge and give kiss on your mouth you came with a condom
Quick out is the motto and jus swallow breathe, swallow breathe, now swallow these e's
I know you moca lotti mommys wont get down on your knees
You wont some money honey damn you must be outta your weave
Hit the telly f_ck her belly you aint gotta go weak
Plus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more sleep
I'm a pimp b_tch dont be shy, show me them big tits
Your lipstick, i want it smeared all on my limp d_ck
For instance, busting nuts is only my interest
So princess, don't get your feelings hurt cuz men jus
Partyin bullsh_t till she gargle and swallow my d_ck
I'm takin the train to spain, don't bother callin b_tch
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Yeah, you heard me b_tch.
Did i stu-stu-studder stupid?
You aint listein to the words of this song anyways
All you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass (B_TCH)
Dancin, tryin to get a n_gga money in the club
With your stupid manuper self
I was talkin bout you Do-do
You, you dumb b_tch
YOU!
The one that want a drink but dont want to pay for it
Spend all the money you make all week on that dress
And i spill a drink on it, actin like i'm drunk when i'm not
I"M JUST TRYIN TO F_CK
IM JUS TRYIN TO F_CK B_TCH!
(D-Twizzy, Yeah. B_tch, B_tch)
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