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b g – bat a bitch lyrics

b.g.
chopper city
bat a b-tch
i back the f-ck out the b-tch quick
cause these hoes ain’t sh-t
they good for open mix sh-t
i put they mind on my d-ck
gotta put my?, keep my hoes in check
if i let them disrespect then they always gone disrespect
always have these hoes in line, never whine or dine
break them off nine, kick them in they f-cking behind
its necessary to pimp, gotta mac on these hoes
don’t be paying for these hoes, put that bozack on these hoes
the b.g. don’t give a mannie m-th- f-ck
bust a nut and i’m up i’m the type that f-cking duck
you see the push come to rub
rub come to shove,
these hoes out for jingles so you can’t show no love
pimping ain’t easy but you do it cause you gotta
knock her and chia pop her, ignore her n-gg- drop her
i know my d-ck got power, leave a p-ssy sour
pump it hour after hour, stank b-tches gone shower
i see b-tches handeling n-gg-s, hoe try to be hard
n-gg- don’t let them pull your card, if they down be saw
i leave a p-ssy hole cheezy, greasy
once again n-gg-
pimpin’ ain’t easy

(chorus)2x
pimpin’ ain’t easy, gotta keep these hoes from talking back
hoe i’m your daddy respect it or get batted
ain’t nothin’ but a g thang baby
these stank -ss hoes going crazy

(baby)
i’m so down but still hard on these stank hoes
what the pimp of c.m.r do to them be so cold
i’m still taxing these wanna be b-tch n-gg-s
i sell the c-ke by the pound on these b-tch n-gg-s
(b.g.)
these hoes like mosquitoes, sucking d-ck and lickin nuts
ridin these ’96 blue trucks
(baby)
you want a pound of c-ke come with a hundred g’s
half of pound of c-ke, selling them for 50 g’s
you can’t afford that find me on v.l street
and we front you n-gg-s right before the?
(b.g.)
whole keys, half keys for 10 5
four in a half for 16 25
(baby)
i’m straight fronting my c-ke n-gg- uptown
no disrespect i don’t sell to n-gg-s downtown
stick where i’m from thats where i be
so i can see my m-th-f-ckin money on the streets
we’re the baddest b-tches in this f-cking city
(b.g.)
one short, one tall, and one a dog
(baby)
but see that dog b-tch n-gg- she gone catch h-ll
but she gone trick, suck d-ck and stack mail
i beat a b-tch like ike every chance i get
i beat a n-gg- like joe beat mike at?
and i’m gone rep and stunt till i just can’t quit
and i’m gone keep my diamonds to blind a b-tch
(b.g.)
i wanna see all my homies get on they feet
ride camaros, sittin on momos
lexus with d’s and vos, pimpin ain’t easy but it less?
(chorus)
(mannie fresh)
cash money in the power, you b-tches in the eddy bouwer
a whole city of n-gg-s that follow, the thangs i do,
the way i walk, the way i talk, the sh-t i buy, the sh-t i bought
see i gets more p-ssy than cotex, i sport rolex,
purchase with bad checks
just to get with me, sit with me
get a pit for me, b-tch you ain’t sh-t to me
cause i done gave more d-ck that a calio got bricks
she used to be your hoe but thats my b-tch
that hoe calls me realist, n-gg- you one of the realist
ding dong, daddys home, to the break of dawn, lets get it on
so you can feel it, d-ck down your spine, i don’t mine
takin it off, breaking it off, shakin it off, doing it again
stickin it in, bringin a friend, cause these n-gg-s be laggin
about the b-tches they pimpin straight braggin
but if your dog was preganent and all you couldn’t be taggin
the b-tches i f-ck, the b-tches i duck,
ask that hoe next to you, that b-tch know my truck
mannie fresh, a.k.a warning, warning city a big ballin -ss pimp comin
through
(chorus)

(tallking till end)

- b g lyrics

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