master p – gangsta b… lyrics
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
i need a b-tch to hold my stash, a b-tch to give me some -ss
and when i’m on the run i need a hoe to send me some cash
i’m a ball ’til i fall and that’s the first right
i need a b-tch to watch my house while i live the street life
and i know it sound crazy
i want a gangsta b-tch to have my baby
and pack a 380
and ride calm by the po-pos with dope in the mercedes
and known to be a lady
and m-ssage me with hennessy and weed when she bathe me
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
she gotta be a gangsta b-tch, ’bout that gangsta sh-t
i’m living this gangsta life doing this mob-style sh-t
i smash like clyde but need that bonnie on the side
to hold my straps and busts caps at n-gg-s naps
we can sip hen be homies and best friends
smash off x-o get his and hers m-10’s
collect my cash, conduct yourself with cl-ss
get respect from my soldiers everytime you p-ss
when i can’t be seen you can inform my team
call that shot to keep the block on pop
and chop more chickens than kfc
lay down organize crime be my d o g
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
i need a gangsta b-tch, i need a gangsta gimp
i need a top notch shorty to hold my clip
baby, don’t be afraid to fall in love with a thug
all you get from this lesson, baby girl is true love
she was dapping me, coronel, on my jump when i was locked down
my black queen’s sendin’ me lex to the carpound
she see me now, she closer than my b-tch
she my boo ’cause she down to do some gangsta sh-t
and if a b-tch trip
she down to boot her for free
my little mama go to work everyday
i run the streets she’s a g b-tch
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t want her, don’t want her
and if she ain’t a gangsta b-tch
then i don’t need her
you can keep her
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