Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take Yo Bitch, artist - Mr. Shadow. Album song Mix Tape, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.08.2007
Record label: East Side
Song language: English
Take Yo Bitch |
| Yeah it’s mothafuckin Lil One |
| Back in here |
| With my dawg Shadow |
| Representin Beyond Entertainment |
| In the house |
| Makin all these phat ass tracks |
| For the bitches |
| For the hoes |
| And the nickel bags |
| Peep it out |
| Hey dawg tell em what time it is |
| Homie |
| To all my people in them Lo-Lo Chevolets |
| Hittin corners rollin on them chrome daytonas |
| Flags on the back representin to the fullest |
| High lids poppin girls are jockin |
| After cruisin we can do this |
| Mobbin to the grill and parly all night |
| To the next day drinkin Allezay or Presidente |
| Swiggin Thinkin Slowly Blinkin |
| Starin at the bottle that we’ve been drinkin |
| Sinkin like a ship but still I ain’t gon quit |
| And if you wanna bring the drama |
| You better be packin an extra clip |
| Don’t slip cause if you fall |
| You won’t get up at all |
| I rode with those fools |
| That’ll make your lives forever stall |
| The darkest of them all |
| Packin clothes like county jail |
| Droppin bars like up in prison |
| When you’re posted up in that cell |
| Shadow’s bringin hits |
| Makin hoochies move their hips |
| Triple 6 — 1 — Triple 9 |
| Buildin clout and stackin chips |
| Pow |
| We can make you dance |
| If you want us to |
| We can take yo bitch |
| If you want that to |
| I got a back full of latex |
| Gotta have the safe sex |
| Never mind a nickel bag |
| Fiendin for my pay check |
| Let’s begin |
| Words up in the wind |
| It’s Lil One and Shad |
| Comin through I fin to brag |
| Brag about the sickness |
| Bitches wanna hit this |
| We the Mistahs |
| Dressin like a drifter |
| Roamin earlier in the mornin |
| Bonin, vision gettin foggy |
| Fuck her like a doggy |
| Treat like a mut |
| She’s a nickel bag slut |
| And back to the crib |
| Knownin what she did |
| The bitch already swallowed |
| And gobbled up my kids |
| Never did I trust her |
| Didn’t even lust her |
| Just wanted to bust one |
| Give myself a quicky |
| The bitch was actin bitches |
| I knowin that she’s flithy |
| Then back to the club |
| Gotta get my groove on |
| Bitches on my nuts |
| So time for me to move on |
| Ain’t no tellin what we might do next |
| We on a misson |
| We headin to towards the border |
| Smokin a blunt in a expedtion |
| Lynchin any body tryin to act rowdy |
| In the land of the sick |
| Ain’t no with’s or but’s about it |
| Down a revolution, full of prostitution |
| I thought I’d get a women |
| But that shit was an illusion |
| Cruisin with my dawgs |
| Brakin laws like it was legal |
| Now we’re gettin pulled over |
| So I reach into my pocket |
| To get a C-Note |
| Like Gelo I got my nigga Irey hallusinatin |
| We got to hurry to club |
| I got them bitches waitin |
| I got the club |
| Gettin love from everybody |
| Cause everybody knows |
| About the Shadow after parties |
| Barcardi Allezay Henniasee and Don P |
| All these fools want to kick |
| Just to say they know me |
| Agony or ecstacy |
| It’s either him or me |
| It’s a daily routine |
| For me and the Little O-N-E |