Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta Bitch, artist - Q-Tip.
Date of issue: 16.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gangsta Bitch |
Yo, I need a gangsta bitch; she don’t sleep and she don’t play |
Stickin up girls from around the fuckin way |
Strapped but lovable, hateful but huggable |
Always in trouble and definitely fuckable |
See her now, booms and pounds, she’s mine friend |
Puffin on a blunt, sippin on a Heineken |
She’s got charm, a firearm to match mine |
Going to the movies packin' his-and-her nines |
Wearin Carhartt and leather, motherfuck the weather |
On Valentine’s Day, doin stick-ups together |
No one to blame, no shame in her game |
And when we fuck she makes me scream out her name |
She’s not petty; confident, ready |
Right for late night, we play fight with machetes. |
This goes out to all the gangsta ho pros: |
Give me a ghetto girl, fuck a Soul Train ho |
She likes to party with her posse and drink beer |
Pour a little bit out for the sisters who ain’t here |
She’s not the one, player you might get done |
Her idea of fun’s takin her son shoppin for a gun |
Likes to dress to impress, quick to attack |
When your punk-ass boys run, you know she’s got your back |
In a Benz with her friends, aiyyo Jeep kid |
Drivin down the street pumpin, «Apache you ain’t shit!» |
Snappin on niggas, takin no shorts |
Sittin on a porch, pullin on a Newport |
Minds her business, knows cause she hears things |
Fat herringbone and diamond studded earrings |
She’s a thoroughbred, walks and talks with class |
Try to get fast, she just might slap your ass |
Come meet my moms, but the two might not click |
Parents just don’t understand. |
I had a church girl, quiet girl, one girl was rich |
The most memorable girl was a gangsta bitch |
We went out a lot, sometimes we dressed the same |
Lickin shots in the park and had pet names |
I called her 'Dollars' cause that’s what she liked to spend |
She called me 'Diamond' cause my dick was her best friend |
If you owed her dough, then you had to pay |
Bought her an AK for her 21st birthday |
We packed up and shacked up, didn’t need a job |
Engaged to a criminal and married to the mob |
I gave MCs injuries and beat 'em down |
While she’s, pickin up keys, from Uptown |
Sad to say one day got caught out there |
I shed a tear when the judge said five years |
She’s gone now so it’s time to make my switch |
So who’ll be my next gangsta bitch? |