| I met her in a bar outside a little part of Texas
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| Never know she’s sleepin 'round on me
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| I found about it one night when we were sexin
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| Cause she accidentally called me Gee
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| Now you’re lyin, fake cryin
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| Wanna die cause you know you a tramp in my book
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| Misleadin, steady cheatin
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| You run the street and you know you a bitch in my book
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| Now Lil' Jane, I guess that’s what we’ll call her
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| Had all the homies goin crazeeee
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| Had to join a convent, wanted to be a baller
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| Now the bitch fuck every guy she see
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| See you a slut and, in the mud and
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| Havin fun and you’re still a bitch in my book
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| Trampin, soon you die bitch
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| And that’s why you just a bitch in my book
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| Now I’m livin lost, don’t know where my next meal is
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| Had to try and find a wayayyyy
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| Cause you left the house and you took everything I deal with
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| Now bitch I’m wonderin where you stayyy
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| See you a die-ho, I’ll bravo
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| I’ll kill you, still a bitch in my book
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| Loaded, and smokin
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| Now I’m blowin, cause you a bitch in my BOOK…
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| Just a bitch in my BOOK…
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| This ho is a slut in my booook…
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| Just a tramp, sick and tired of feedin whores
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| Everytime I’m walkin down the stree-eeet
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| And I’m sick and tired, of always seein closed doors
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| Wanna slap every tramp I meet
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| See you started, then you parted
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| Now you bought in, still a tramp in my book
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| Low-life, do Snow White
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| Now you crow and you’re still a bitch in my book
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| Know that, I go there
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| I’ll beat you, you still a bitch in my book
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| Holdin, these. |
| *cracks up* |