dr dooom - bitch gets no love lyrics
yo j, you bought this b-tch’s food
yo, these b-tches ain’t payin’ for sh-t
they up here eatin’ and gettin’ ready to plan
to go to somebody else’s house after this
they usin’ us man, f-ck this
look hear b-tch
b-tch you got a fat stomach
your braids look tacky and you’re f-ckin’ broke
like rakim said, “i ain’t no joke”
you’re posin’ as a high-cl-ss stinky–ss hoodrat
f-ck behind any man’s back, b-m b-tch at the shark bar
lookin’ like an aardvark with a f-cked up parked car
got the nerve to have a diamond
i’m embarr-ssed you keep rhymin’
f-ck you simple simon, materialistic and twisted
fake mink, buy your own f-ckin’ drink
big shots sport you but you got a f-ckin’ weave
and i can even grab a white girl
and a black woman body in my world
beverly hills flashy sh-t, you on some cl-ssy girl sh-t
drivin’ a drug dealer’s bmw
your license ain’t even f-ckin’ legit
just stop and quit it, you need to admit it
you’re broke and strippin’
livin’ in the motel 8, you’re f-ckin’ jailbait
tattoos with names on your arms
bighead babies with diapers, frontin’ f-cks
gettin’ in a basketball player’s mercedes
f-cked up faces tryin’ to hang in romantic places
get the f-ck out of here
your friends too they gon’ need some ends too
look for somethin’, what?
with funky–ss g strings all up in your b-tt
way to feed this elephant, this b-tch is always hungry
ghetto superstar tryin’ to be intelligent
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
and i said, “look hear b-tch”
peep game at the frame stand
you ugly b-tches front on my man
not my type, the -ssholes
that always wear them black pants
thinkin’ they hype, con women, parasites
lick a n-gg- -ss in valet parkin’
just to get a puff daddy ticket
them corny b-tches livin’ wicked
guest-list b-tch, wearin’ tommy girl cologne over p-ss
wantin’ motherf-ckers to call her miss
in the club, you try to look like
deborah c-x with a f-cked up house
i bet you got roaches and mouse
look at sperm around your f-ckin’ mouth
you can’t even cook a meal right
like a good woman down south
runnin’ your mouth with a million dollar p-ssy stinkin’
there’s m-ssengil on the table while you rollin’ a blunt
watchin’ en vogue on the cable, gettin’ your hair sewed in
’cause your facial expression, lookin’ like a f-ckin’ rodent
loosen up b-tch, stiff like the tin man
don’t even lingerie, always talkin’ about your dead man
used to be a gangster, i don’t wanna hear that sh-t i’m eatin’
i got some fine puerto rican girls i’m meeting
y’all stay with these wack–ss has-beens
i’m leavin’ with the quickness
y’all plastic monkeys at the greek picnics
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
look hear b-tch
b-tch gets no love, b-tch gets no love
i said, “look hear b-tch”
b-tch gets no love
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