Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bitch I'm Through, artist - Jayo Felony. Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
Bitch I'm Through |
| 12 noon in the hood, Hennessy on the rocks, that is my potion |
| Bitches singin that sad love song like Billy Ocean |
| But to them hoochie hoodrats (I) give em no leeway |
| So now I’m peelin out hittin switches on a freeway |
| Leanin to the side (right) bouncin when I hit a dip |
| Slowin down so my CD won’t skip |
| When trip I’m pullin up on all-gold D’s |
| The orange bud is sticky, crack a forty with the O.G.'s |
| And it was cool until they put me up on the scoop: |
| «Yo Loc, I saw your main bitch in a coupe |
| Whooptie-whoop and they were goin to the mo-mo» |
| So I’m thinkin: Oh no, it’s time to roll to the pad and get my .44 |
| No hoe is worth another case, get out my face |
| As I bring it to the table like grace |
| Bitch, and I want nothin else to do with you |
| Speed on, hurry up and get gone because I’m through with you |
| Bitch, I’m through with you |
| It’s too late to act right |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| Bitch, I’m through with you |
| It’s too late to act right |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| Not givin a damn about a punk bitch, it’s all about the sex, man |
| Cause if the Loc take a fizzall you’re goin to the next man |
| Prraw, prraw, prraw, that’s how my toolie sound |
| When I pullin off on her |
| Cause I don’t want her |
| You know what I’m sayin? |
| I wasn’t born with that bitch |
| And I ain’t gon die with that bitch |
| And I tell that bitch to split quick |
| And prraw sounds I make out the pipes on my muthafuckin 64 |
| But let me get back on this bitch, though |
| My O.G.'s raised me to never ever let them hoes plays me |
| I pray that you save me, they pushin up daisies |
| Cause if I caught you in bed with Ted and Fred |
| That still wouldn’t make me put no strap to my head |
| Bullet Loc stayin tall, though, through it all, though |
| Some of y’all ain’t good for nothin but a bootie call, though |
| Yo, so I’m off in the wind and stayin true |
| Speed on, hurry up and get gone because I’m through with you |
| Bitch, I’m through with you |
| It’s too late to act right |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| Bitch, I’m through with you |
| It’s too late to act right |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| (Prraw prraw prraw, that’s how my toolie sound) |
| When I’m pullin off on those bitches |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| (Prraw prraw prraw, that’s how my toolie sound) |
| When I’m pullin off on those bitches |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| There’s a pijama party goin down… |
| Fool, you should know that I’m with that |
| The baddest hoes in the world want the Bullet Loc to hit that |
| I’m on the prowl, I’ll be the one gettin my stroke on |
| I never hesitates to get my loc on |
| Ugh, get my smoke on, but you know that’s only right, though |
| The po-po wanna know why my eyes low |
| But I got a surprise, though |
| Pedal to the flo', that’s how I peel out |
| Drink won’t spill out, chill out and let my crop sprout |
| I’m out it’s on (?) takin it easy |
| Bitch, don’t try to hide when you see me |
| Your game is wack, so stay the fuck back |
| I drop you off at the bus stop to give that horse his tail back |
| You been dismissed, dissed like snotty tissue |
| Get outta here, disappear bitch, but I won’t miss you |
| And they all know what a real gee’ll do with you |
| Straight give the boot to that ass because I’m through with you |
| Bitch, I’m through with you |
| It’s too late to act right |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| Bitch, I’m through with you |
| It’s too late to act right |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| (Prraw prraw prraw, that’s how my toolie sound) |
| When I’m pullin off on a bitch |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |
| (Prraw prraw prraw, that’s how my toolie sound) |
| When I’m pullin off on those bitches |
| Cause your game ain’t tight |