Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bitches On My Jock, artist - Prophet Posse. Date of issue: 10.02.1998
Song language: English
Bitches On My Jock |
| 20 years old, ridin' in a 80.000 dollar Viper |
| Better watch out for the snipers |
| That be bumpin' our tapes, but they really don’t like us |
| Why must my friends haste me like the devil |
| When? |
| when I go to another level |
| (Aw man them treat you like this?) |
| Actually tell the truth several |
| But it ain’t no thing, it’s all good |
| I be all about development (development) |
| But I gots no time for arguments |
| Disagreements, skitzo settlements |
| Better get yoself together |
| Quit changing like the weather |
| Try seekin' the devil cause man I hate him mane, you gain never |
| Them girls be checkin' me, they ain’t checkin' you |
| You ain’t talkin' 'bout shit |
| Better put some in yo pockets |
| Use yo brain instead of yo dick |
| These words — I mean it |
| Shit I speak and done seen it |
| Don’t question me and get next to me |
| Prophet Posse … teamin' it |
| (?) no (?) to my back |
| I’m still gon' bring a fuller hat |
| Give credit where credit’s due dawg |
| It don’t even have to be like that |
| But it’s nobody but me and G |
| (?) Viper we got nothin' but 2 C’s |
| … see ya when I see you BITCH |
| Bitches on my jock cause I make alot of money |
| Niggas playa hatin' cause they don’t see nothin' funny |
| Indo … |
| See nigga I ain’t lyin' |
| I was broke (?) with no hope |
| Pick me up so now I’m flyin' alpine sippin' wine |
| (?) thang, Versace clothes shoppin' sprees |
| Jealous suckers watch my back … |
| My niggas in the pen doin' time for like my niggas maintainin' |
| So I just peep game |
| Keepin' composure |
| When the get out we gon' blow hella dosia |
| Like I told ya … keepin' it crunk … |
| It’s nothing wrong for bumpin' that grind and if you stand in that green |
| I got a pocket full of Trojans, if you know what I mean |
| Now check this, yo bitch respect this, I’m in it to win |
| I’m smellin' good, feelin' good off that (?) gin |
| I don’t know what other ladies be opposed to yo (?) |
| They must don’t know that chargin' bustas is the best way to get |
| Richer, get the picture, it’s not me and you |
| It’s me and you a lady is supposed to do |
| Bitches on my jock cause I make alot of money |
| Niggas playa hatin' cause they don’t see nothin' funny |
| Who called my cell phone, who the fuck |
| Could this be, trynna call me up at 3:33 |
| In the morning, break a dawn 'n still yawnin' |
| Foamin' at the mouth, I’m long gone in |
| Float like a duck, high up in the sky |
| (?) and vogues with a peanut butter top and I can’t deny |
| Pull up a (?), pull up a seat |
| Lemons spit this pimpin' in yo ear |
| It’s oh so sweet, nominate a playa |
| Pull up a chair |
| I know what you talkin' 'bout, Indo |
| We 'bout to turn it out |
| Bitches on my jock cause make alot of money |
| Niggas playa hatin' cause they don’t see nothin' funny |