Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PoBitch, artist - Afroman. Album song Waiting to Inhale, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2008
Record label: Hungry Hustler
Song language: English
PoBitch |
Po bitch po bitch |
Mad cuz hes broke and im rich |
Po bitch po bitch |
Cryin on the internet little snitch |
Po bitch po bitch |
Mad cuz hes broke and im rich |
Po bitch po bitch |
Cryin on the internet little snitch |
I meet different people in the streets |
I can sing, I can rap, I can do beats |
Back when I was a K-I-D |
Rappers were assholes to me |
I don’t wanna be like the bad rapper |
I wanna be the good rap the love for the hood rap |
So I listen to the circumstances |
And if I can I give people chances |
Nobody gave shit to me but should I be like them |
You sink I swim |
No I shouldn’t so I should help people out if I could |
What about people like po bitch |
Jealous of me and he wanna get rich |
Don’t wanna crawl before he walk |
Hateful ungrateful talking that talk |
I don’t wanna come off like a jerk |
But everybody in the world has to work |
Everyday I spend money, lend money |
Without bringing in money, its not funny |
Gotta make a profit I can’t be broke |
Like po bitch is with no crack to smoke |
I make money off everything |
Like a flat broke crack smoke human being |
Named po bitch, internet snitch |
Dissing me making me rich |
Drunk n high, whack fro20 |
Po lil bitch gets no money |
But you can get the fuck out my face |
And cry to the world on myspace |
A snitch is something I must destroy |
Never sell drugs with po boy |
We live around the corner why you on the internet |
You say you gonna sue me but the letter hasn’t came yet |
I gave you a place to stay |
You stole my equipment n bought some yay |
You can loose some real-estate but gain possession |
You won’t teach me a painful lesson I’m teach you one |
Pack up you done, stay on the run with your crack baby son |
Barny, cookie monster with laringitas |
Your flat ass bitch got aids and hepatitis |
I love big women, yeah thats true |
Thats the reason I fucked you |
Bent you over, stuck my dick in |
You’ll be ready when you go to the pen |
Snitch in there like you do out here |
You won’t be around next year |
You made a song calling me a bitch nigga |
But I’m a pimp and your beats made me rich nigga |
I made fat dough out of fresh dough |
Paid you good you big fat crack hoe |
Asshole, you a sad soul, sore loser, out in the cold |
You say I’m washed up but you never washed in |
I bet you wash everybody’s drawers in the pen |
Come to my house and pull the trigger |
Get off the internet snitch ass nigga |
Fuck all this drama |
You got your ass kicked by your baby momma |
So pack your pistols and your rifles |
Watch them black gangster cisciples |
Barking like big dog internet poodles |
I’m eating steak while you fools eat noodles |
Ey huss up its the hungry hustla the american dream the successful failure |
The acceptable reject Afro-motherfucking-m-a-n from pimpdale Pimpafornia you |
know what I’m saying |
You know bitches get outta line but they get checked you know what I’m saying |
You know Grass grow then it get cut you know what I’m saying |
And pretty soon you gotta cut it again you know |
Its just life inhale exhale eastside palmdale |