Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aintcha Bitch , by - Krizz Kaliko. Song from the album Vitiligo, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.06.2008
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Aintcha Bitch |
| See yo it was cool when I met her |
| The kind of chick who wanna do whatever |
| I think you better let her |
| Cause nigga that ain’t your bitch (That ain’t your bitch, man) |
| Nah, nigga that ain’t your bitch (Nah, nah, not at all) |
| And quick to use on your cheddar |
| I see your face getting redder and redder |
| ‘Cause she’s a doubleheader |
| So, nigga that ain’t your bitch (That is not your bitch) |
| Nah, nigga that ain’t your bitch, nah (She belongs to me, man) |
| Playin' with love man fo' sho' you gon' die |
| Now he know you up to something swellin' up your eye |
| Looser than you used to be |
| Creepin' he can prove when she, sleepin' and she screamin' «Kali Baby!» |
| Now, how you know it’s me? |
| How long you gonna live that lie to 'em |
| Everytime you feel me, feel guilty, run right home and cry to 'em |
| We old friends doin' some catching up |
| Girl, go home and patch it up |
| Watch out when he drop the bomb I’mma just catch it up (for real) |
| And then I make her repeat 3P |
| Texting when he’s next to her, when she’s sleeping then he peep |
| Calling my phone and clicking out (Hello?) |
| He know there’s something suspicious, and he wishes that he could figure out |
| The way I’m applying the pressure |
| Yes sir, when I undress a mess I, hair up, I never stress her |
| She love the keffa |
| Let it go 'cause she damn near gone |
| Next time your nose open, put your antennas on |
| See yo it was cool when I met her |
| The kind of chick who wanna do whatever |
| I think you better let her |
| Cause nigga that ain’t your bitch (That is not your bitch) |
| Nah, nigga that ain’t your bitch (She's everybody’s bitch, man) |
| And quick to use all your cheddar |
| I see your face getting redder and redder |
| ‘Cause she’s a doubleheader |
| So, nigga that ain’t your bitch (Trust me) |
| Nah, nigga that ain’t your bitch, nah (She's a hustler) |
| I know her, I know her, I know her |
| I know her, I know her, I know her |
| That ain’t your bitch, nah nigga, that ain’t your bitch |
| That is not her, it’s not him, and it’s definitely not you. |
| That ain’t your |
| bitch, man. |
| You wonder why she acting funny? |
| Playing them pussy games? |
| Coming home late? |
| Kids ain’t ate? |
| And you still, eating that cold pizza in the |
| morning man |
| It ain’t your bitch. |
| Trust me. |
| I know her |