| Got the brakes fixed on the car, that’s what I been doing
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| What you been doing?
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| You been fucking around?
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| Nope
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| Let me smell your dick
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| Girl, you better get off that bullshit
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| Nah, if you ain’t been hoeing around, you been all busy, busy, busy,
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| let me smell your dick, I can tell
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| Doubt that
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| You wake up hella early, in the morning, fussing and fightin'
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| Say you need reassurance that you the only one that I’m pipin'
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| And then I give you that, we make up, you nagging again
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| What type of shit is that? |
| Sometimes, I think we better off friends
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| Fucking on bitches bare back was not the thing to do
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| So the fact that I’m doing that, she say, «I'm loving you»
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| I’m serving just to give you more, at least I’m on my work wit' you
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| Smokers started knocking at the door, see, now you servin' too
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| Down bitch, we together through whatever, stormy weather
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| Chasing cheddar and if the Feds kick the door, she Helen Keller
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| I swear to God, she all I need up in this life of sin
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| Tryna come up together, me and my gutter bitch
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| It’s just me and my gutter bitch, me and my gutter bitch
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| It’s just me and my
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| It’s just me and my gutter bitch, me and my gutter bitch
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| It’s just me and my, it’s just me and my
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| Girl, you know shit gon' change
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| But promise me that you’ll remain the same
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| Through whatever, through the joy and the pain
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| That I’m the one that you wanna be with
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| 'Cause it’s me and my, it’s just me and my gutter bitch
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| On Tuesdays and Thursdays, the sets, they hot
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| Those the days the narks patrolling the block
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| Shit those the days that we flop, pull up then I tell her, «Tonight
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| If they ain’t there then we ransacking the spot»
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| Just me and my bitch, out here grinding till the break of dawn
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| Us against the world, Bonnie and Clyde the type of shit we on
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| Hitting these licks, using these bricks as a stepping stone
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| Stacking these chips so one day, we can leave this shit alone
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| But for now we gotta get it how we live, worried 'bout this money
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| Now what bitch you think I’m fucking with? |
| Do a nigga like Sonny
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| If he playing with my Money Mitch, on that gutter shit
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| And my gutter bitch might fuck around and gut a bitch
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| Down for whatever, through stormy weather and sunny days
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| Down for whatever, we stick together 'cause crime pays
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| I swear to God, she all I need up in this life of sin
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| She stay down for the come up so I’m down till the end
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| It’s just me and my gutter bitch, me and my gutter bitch
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| It’s just me and my
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| It’s just me and my gutter bitch, me and my gutter bitch
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| It’s just me and my, it’s just me and my
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| Girl, you know shit gon' change
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| But promise me that you’ll remain the same
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| Through whatever, through the joy and the pain
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| That I’m the one that you wanna be with
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| 'Cause it’s me and my, it’s just me and my gutter bitch |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gudda Bitch, artist - Joey Fatts. Album song Chipper Jones Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп