Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Bitch I Knew, artist - Snoop Dogg.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
A Bitch I Knew |
Good evening ladies and gentlemen |
«Let's describe a certain female» |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
It all goes back, to '85 |
When I start gettin pus*y every day of my life |
It really didn’t matter what the b*tch look like |
I remember one night, after the Sugar Ray fight |
Wouldn’t you believe it, Dogg like a retriever |
I went up in this big fat b*tch named Treva |
She had a best friend with titties named Vanessa |
She told me to undress her, yessir |
Ain’t no pressure, later that semester |
She put me down with her homegirl name Tanisha |
She was so vicious, lips so luscious |
S*ck a ni*ga d*ck and have it shinin like some dishes |
Patricia, Patricia, she love the way I stick her |
I take her to the movies and now, she eat the d*ck up |
Big bucks, no whammies |
I had to meet this white b*tch, her name was Tammy |
She lived in the Valley, she couldn’t understand me |
But she let me dig out, her homegirl named Brandi |
Now Brandi was a cute little thick b*tch |
She moved to the hood from the 2-oh-6 |
She brought some new tricks, flippin them squirrels |
And the pearls, and turnin out the neighborhood little girls |
Hmm, and I seen that, so I peep the game |
So I put her down, bottom b*tch on my team |
And we began makin, breakin bitches takin |
whatever we want, see she want with the fakin |
It’s real in the field, no mistakin |
And crack the little b*tch, yeah she Jamaican |
Time and time again she would bring me bud |
And let me beat it up, listenin to «One Love» |
Off some jerk chicken, I got mo' b*tches |
Now I’m f*ckin her sister it’s gettin real suspicious |
But the d*ck is good, so they won’t tell |
And now they next door neighbor, Clarissa Bell |
She been lookin at me, I think she wanna hit |
But I’ma holla back, cause I’m on another b*tch |
I’m on some other sh*t, I got a phone call |
From the motherf*ckin president y’all |
He said, «Snoop Dogg, how could I fuck a b*tch |
And make her s*ck a d*ck and not get caught for the f*ck of it?» |
I called and look here, this what you do |
Make the First Lady sell a little pu*sy for you |
I think he got it, cause he left fast |
He left his daughters, and a lot of cash |
Well what do ya know, D-O-double-G |
Major pimpin, out in D.C. |
And I’m a young pimp, got a lot of growin left |
And you’s a young hoe with a lot of hoein left |
Always keep a hoe in check, blowin us a train wreck |
Yeah I might have to go in depth |
See every little hoe I met |
They’re standouts, you know the ones like Yvette |
We fucked in the car, behind a bar |
I shot it in her face and it went «Ahhh» |
My homeboy Charles |
Went up in his sister, behind the garage |
I was menace, I was freaky, I was sick |
When y’all was tryin to hump, I was teachin them to suck dick |
Always tryin to go up in a hoe |
Got caught tryin to f*ck in school they asked me what I did it fo' |
You know just what I told her? |
I love pus*y, and this dick is what I showed her |
And now they threw me out, now I’m at the pad |
I’m at a new school, way cool |
New hoes, new script, fresh fish |
Walk up in the room and I bust a new b*tch |
I’m in some new tail, wanna holla back |
But for now let me holla back Impala black |
She’s a 12th grader, in my science class |
And I done seen the pu*sy, yeah boy I’m movin fast |
See I was taught by, and I was taught I |
Better move on somethin fast if I thought I |
could claim a dame, or game her brain |
Or tame a man, not with the same old game |
See on some different stuff, I’m a different cut |
It’s what I say and do to make the b*tch give it up |
Oh you wanna brag? |
I wanna brag too |
Now what you gon' do, when they ask you |
Is you gon' tell a lie, or you gon' keep it G |
Or you gon' hold it all inside or you gon' tell on me? |
Shit it’s all cool, cause it was all good |
It’s just another day in Doggy Dogg’s neighborhood |
You better watch your girl, cause if she on the loose |
It’s a 90 percent chance she gon' get pimp juice |
Now what it do, what it is |
Now you livin with that hoe and y’all got fo' kids |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |
B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy |
It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |