| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey
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| Yes it’s O. Trice, I done jumped outta heights
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| Writing to the microphone life, yeah this is right
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| This is less stringuest niggas, this is tight
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| This is more dividends niggas, get it right
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| Stomping like Timberlands niggas, a pair of Nikes
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| But this is more Timbaland nigga and Obie Trice
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| The combination is invading stations, air waves
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| And rest haven on your listeners membranes (woo!)
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| I done payed some change, I got Timbo
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| This is not a brainy thang, yo this is simple
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| Get your ass up and dance, to the tempo
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| Exchange your stiff frame, with that of a more limbo
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| Grab shorty sippin' on that Shirley Temple
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| With that ass hanging out, and pinch her on that pimple
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| On her ass hanging out, nigga advance
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| This a world of a night, better start with the pants
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey
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| Yeah, let’s keep this shit in motion (motion)
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| Cause we gon hang out 'til we hung over then I.V. |
| Profin
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| Adios when (os when)
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| I fucked them thighs, who influenced with the game that was spoken
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| I’mma make sure she open (open)
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| Ménage-a-trois in these’s days and times got my shit growing
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| And she’s hoein' (hoein')
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| And I’m ignoring' the lies she throwing', how she won’t perform?
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| I feed her a blunt throw on the «Quiet Storm»
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| She repeatedly cum, insistently all morn'
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| And she needed cause funds up in the purse not growin
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| Bitch beat it my one’s you gets none (nada)
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| To feel she’s treated as if a Playboy or lpay her dumb
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| I skeeted so bitch your Playboy is on the run
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| Deleted the bitch, outta direct connection
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| Thanks for calming' down, my erection, hun
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey
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| Yeah, I speak the words of experience (oh) lady I’m serious
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| Lyrics on my deliverance, is oh so vivid bitch
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| Oh no hoes up, hoes I spit it bitch (spit it)
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| Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this (spit it)
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| I’mma outta order cause I break the ice
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| And squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guys
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| Swimming in women they claming they like my style
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| Treat 'em like Ike and ride (bitch!)
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| I don’t a fuck I got the height, sure your right
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| I’m Barry White tonight (hey) you feeling' alright
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| Got a buzz and this huzzie saying O’s her type
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| I take her to the high-end and strike (ahh)
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| Trick for hire, I’ll never buy her to bite
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| Despite she tight, I’ll tell the bitch you can have a nice life
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| See I’m working with these I’s in this rhymes
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| It’s I’s, all’s that not a aus-tin time
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey
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| He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a «G»
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| Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie
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| Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Bitch, artist - Obie Trice. Album song Cheers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп