| You need to get yo shit, and get
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| (La Chat) Fuck you, you get yo muthafuckin shit
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| I don’t give a fuck who name on the light bill
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| Yo muthafuckin ass up out of here
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| (La Chat) Nigga, dem yo stank ass, dirty ass draws on the muthafuckin floor
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| Get dem dirty ass draws, and clothes
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| (Project pat) ahh, you got me so mess up now
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| (La Chat) Nigga, you already mess up
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| (Project pat) let me tell you something man, look all you
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| (La Chat) yo name on the rent, I don’t give a fuck, THIS MY SHIT, I RUN THIS
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| (Project pat) WHAT, all you doing is cooking that burnt ass chicken
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| Eating popcorn, and drinking, and drinking all damn day
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| (La Chat) nigga, It fed yo muthafuckin ass, you ain’t had no
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| Problem when you was eating the shit, lickin' yo fingers and shit
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| (Project pat) man, you got me mess up!
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| (La Chat) FUCK YOU!
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| (chorus) (Project Pat)
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| I don’t need you anymore (that's right, that’s right)
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| So, you can get yo little ass out the door (that's right, that’s right)
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| Don’t every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that’s right)
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| Cause don’t know ho, start no show (that's right, that’s right)
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| (La Chat)
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| I got you hot, I’m at the top of the charts, so muthafuck ya
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| Nigga you can get the fuck on, cause I don’t love ya
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| I don’t want ya trick, fuck the hoes that you cheated wit
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| Now, we ain’t together, you be claiming, you ain’t gotta a bitch
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| Nigga please, know that you thought, that I would leave ya
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| Nigga please, know that you thought, a bitch need ya
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| Fuck you up, is for the good that I done left ya, man
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| La Chat got ya sick, cause I’m moving on to better things
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| Gotta nigga break down fuck me all against the wall
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| Tell me that he love me, taking shopping sprees at the mall
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| Clean my truck, keep yo son, boy, I’m out here living large
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| When I’m on my tour, he be giving me his credit cards
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| When I hit the door, we be fuckin on the kitchen floor
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| He be eating my pussy, but of course you know you is the pro
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| Fuckin up wit you, had me thinking dreams ain’t true
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| Now, sittin' here thinking, why the fuck I every fuck wit you
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| (chorus) (Project Pat)
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| I don’t need you anymore (that's right, that’s right)
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| So, you can get yo little ass out the door (that's right, that’s right)
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| Don’t every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that’s right)
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| Cause don’t know ho, start no show (that's right, that’s right)
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| (Project Pat)
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| I’m have to holla back at cha, flip you like a spatula
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| Turn you into a bachelorette and I’m a be a bachelor
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| I’m a la spectacular, living like a macula
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| No, fix hair, fresh clothes, you on crackula
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| Dollars we can stackula, you wanted to actula
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| Like you was the boss, and you suck me dry like Dracula
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| You deserve a smackula, better yet a snapula
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| Right across yo lips, work your hips on the trackula
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| Fuck 'em til you sense-u-less, captin so ridiculous
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| Never hear, what you say, cause you speaking gibberish
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| You the bitch, yapping squaw, for some dick, on the stalk
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| You done got your walking papers, now its time for you to walk
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| Step on off and be a mom, dem yo kids I got none
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| You at home feeding yo son, but I’m out having fun
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| Riding clean smelling good, dipping in ya neighborhood
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| Saw you at the mattabus, looking hard, wish ya could
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| (chorus) (Project Pat)
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| I don’t need you anymore (that's right, that’s right)
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| So, you can get yo little ass out the door (that's right, that’s right)
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| Don’t every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that’s right)
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| Cause don’t know ho, start no show (that's right, that’s right)
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| (Project Pat)
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| I’m a gorilla on a ho-a, so BITCH don’t you start
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| The cap cock booty ho, and the every card
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| Go steal a credit card, so we can play some paper
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| You got a rumpshaker, now that’s a moneymaker
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| I’m mean a dummy breaker, don’t be no instigator
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| I’ll beat the brakes on yo ass like the terminator
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| I used to fuck, freaky slut, in the bo, bo (booty)
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| I fired you, now you looking like some dodo
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| A rudy poo poo, that what ya really is
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| Ain’t buying shit for dem rats, ho dem ain’t my kids
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| You come a crying back-a, the key is what you lack- a
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| You drink some gasoline, I’m a bout to strike a match-a
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| I don’t got nothing for-a, see you and I ignore ya
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| You used to be a vette (corvette), now you an old Explorer
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| It ain’t a thang you can do to get back in either
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| You won’t even get the privilege to suck peter
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| (chorus) (Project Pat)
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| I don’t need you anymore (that's right, that’s right)
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| So, you can get yo little ass out the door (that's right, that’s right)
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| Don’t every bite the dick that feeds you ho (that's right, that’s right)
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| Cause don’t know ho, start no show (that's right, that’s right) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Bite The D , by - C-WizSong from the album Mixtape: The Appeal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп