Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'd Rather Give You My Bitch, artist - Suga Free.
Date of issue: 12.09.2011
Song language: English
I'd Rather Give You My Bitch |
Whatcha gon' do? |
Do you wanna get down? |
Whatcha gon' do? |
(Baby) |
Do you wanna get down? |
(Tell Me) |
Whatcha gon' do? |
Do you wanna get down? |
Whatcha gon' do? |
Do you wanna get down? |
Peep this trick |
I’d rather give you my bitch (pay attention) |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe |
On my last bit of indo smoke |
I’d rather give you my bitch tonight |
You wanna hit my joint, but I’d rather let you fuck my bitch |
Suck her tits, and she’ll suck your dick |
And since one man’s trash is another man’s treasure |
You gets no part of my weed, but you can have my bitch Heather, sheeit! |
Like every other bitch I get |
I’d rather give you my bitch, my whole bitch, and nothing but my bitch |
'Cause anybody that can bleed for 5 days and don’t die |
Plus develop an attitude, go to sleep, wake up |
And look at me dead in my eyes ain’t for me playa |
Oh nah, maybe for you |
Suga fired that sleepwalkin' bitch I thought you knew, fool, I’m true, said |
I gotta get mine, I wanna get mine |
I need to get mine, I’m wasting my time |
'Cause playas do what they want to, yeah |
And suckers do what they can |
You-you, can’t-can't, get-get, me-me, bitch |
I love being rich |
I want you but I don’t need you |
Let your momma tell you how to make a nigga please you |
Not knowin' that I’m 10 steps ahead of Lisa |
And the bullshit she runnin' going against the grain (what, sang!) |
I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe on |
My last bit of indo smoke |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
Then I’ll let you breathe again, breathe again |
I’d rather give you my bitch (why?) |
'Cause you a trick, and you be thinkin' with your dick and shit bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight |
(Hi-ho Silver!) |
Bitch, if you look at me like that again, hoe, I’m subject to kill you |
'Cause love ain’t nothin but 2 people feelin' sorry for each other |
Then hittin' divorce court to pay child support to your baby’s mother |
Here comes the sheriff knockin' at my front door |
With a warrant for my arrest 'cause I refuse to pay a ho |
Sheeit, ain’t no pussy good enough for me to split half my shit |
I wouldn’t give a squirt of piss to save a broke bitch |
Gimme this, gimme that, do you got, can I have |
That’s all I hear, bitch, I’ll beat your ass |
I better never hear a bitch say she broke |
As long as she’s got a pussy with some ass and a deep throat |
And oooh-weee |
It ain’t a bitch breathing today that can do me |
She use to be a sweet taste in my mouth |
But now I want to knock her motherfucking ass out |
I ain’t ready to fuck or stick my dick in your throat |
Pay me and pay me no attention bitch 'cause I’mma keep ya broke |
Fuck a girlfriend, bitch, I need a nasty ho |
So she work that corner 'til she can’t no mo' |
Yeah, hey DJ Quik, peep this getback |
I got a brand new backslap that’ll park her like a Cadillac |
Now be a man, nigga, check that bitch |
And if you smell something stankin' that’s me 'cause I’m the shit |
I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe on |
My last bit of indo smoke |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
Then I’ll let you breathe again, breathe again |
I’d rather give you my bitch (why?) |
'Cause you a trick, and you be thinkin' with your dick and shit bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight |
I’d rather give you my bitch, tonight |
And Loco 'Y', Little Groove, Little Gun, Maniac |
Little 'C', Dillinger, and Termite, Charley Mack |
'B' Dog, Gangster Greg, Little Greg, M&M |
Mountain Flan, Don Juan, Crazy 'T', Little Sim |
'D' Mack, Gangster Dirt, Al Boo, Ray Dog, 'G' Wood |
And Baby Insane, peep this mayne |
See I could be broke as a joke sayin' |
'Ay, homie can I get some of that smoke |
And could you sell me some of that drink, loc-loc?' |
But I bang, bang, chitty, chitty |
Lips, hips, fingertips, ass and titties |
Now, ah-ha, schooled you |
And that’s how we do it in Pomona, fool |
I left her |
Ol' monkey-mouth tore up ass raggedy heifer |
Bitch you lookin like somebody dug you up, and drugged you up And stood you up, |
and fucked you up |
Now, still the mind and the body must follow |
Now she wide around her mouth wantin' dick to swallow |
And right before I go |
Please donate my brain to Captain Save-A-Hoe |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe |
On the shorts of my indo smoke |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
Then I’ll let you breathe again, breathe again |
I’d rather give you my bitch (why?) |
'Cause you a trick, and you be thinkin' with your dick and shit, bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight |
I’d rather give you my bitch (like a motherfucka) |
I’d rather give you my bitch (like a motherfucka) |
I’d rather give you my bitch than to let you breathe |
On my last bit of indo smoke |
I’d rather give you my bitch, t-tonight |
I’d rather give you my bitch (Pomona town) |
I’d rather give you my bitch (westside for life) |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
(Kingpin, DJ Quik, and Hi-C, and Black Tone for life) |
I’d rather give you my bitch (Pomona town, in a real way) |
I’d rather give you my bitch (Why you bullshittin'?) |
(Like a motherfucka) |