Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song If You Were My Bitch , by - Tah MurdahRelease date: 03.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
If You Were My Bitch |
| Now y’all know damn well, that a nigga cain’t sing |
| Yo, don’t mess up my tape kid, this is for the ladies |
| Hook 1: Shady (Ja Rule) |
| If you we’re my bitch (If you was my bitch) |
| Then I’d be ya nigga |
| If you we’re my bitch (If you was my bitch) |
| Then I’d be ya nigga |
| (Ja Rule) |
| Girl you know my style, I’ve been peepin for a while |
| And I really wanna know your name (What'd you say ya was again, holla at me) |
| I know what you’re thinkin, just anotha star seekin |
| But baby money ain’t a thang (Money ain’t a thang, money ain’t a thang) |
| Cause I can see yourself with me, and I can see myself with you |
| Honey what’choo wanna doooo? |
| (Baby girl, what’cha wanna do?) |
| Bump that playa shit I talk, a nigga ain’t just tryin to fuck |
| Shady niggas get lonely too (What oy know about that?) |
| Hook 1 |
| (Ja Rule) |
| Rolex’s and Lexuses got you cashin checks and shit |
| All yours if you roll with me (Come on baby, let me show you some shit) |
| Finest female on the block, 'tween them legs you keep it hot |
| Cool that ass with I-C-E (Be easy) |
| Cause I can see yourself with me, and I can see myself with you |
| Honey what’choo wanna doooo? |
| (What you wann do with me, huh?) |
| Bump that playa shit I talk, a nigga ain’t just tryin to fuck |
| Shady niggas get lonely too (Yeah yeah) |
| Yo, if you was fucking with me |
| I tell you, we couldn’t fuckin for free |
| You’d be a bitch without chips if it was up to me |
| In other words, if it costs for you |
| Bet I won’t be the reason you be flossin boo, neva spendin a penny |
| Neva no slow necks, fuck you around fo' think you gonna down this henny |
| And inhale this 'dro, you gotta be kiddin ho |
| I’m the one with the wetter flow, and there I neva go |
| Just stack and let it grow, I ain’t got chedda' to blow |
| Shit, I' tryin to see the dealer for the five double O |
| Six, ya heard bitch? |
| Picture this |
| Me gettin hairs and nails done, neva |
| I rather put it in ya stomach however ya want it |
| If you ever kiss this dick, then you my bitch |
| If you ever pushed my whip, you hold my bricks |
| Can’t roll my spliff, I smoke 'dro and shit |
| ??? |
| I get dough, and don’t share my shit |
| You hear my shit, people wear this dick |
| I don’t fear that click, I’ll tear that shit |
| And won’t lick it, you heard what I said |
| I might lie on my tongue but won’t lie on my head |
| Bitches lets get right, niggas lets get right |
| Murderers throw in for life |
| We gettin high tonight |
| Whether you know it or not baby |
| I get head in the drop baby |
| Ridin' down Sunset baby |
| I’ve been somewhat of a freak lately |
| Baby girl if you was my bitch, you can get a taste dick |
| I like the mouth moist once I put it on ya lips |
| I hearin a soft voice like «this my shit» |
| And in the back of my mind I’m like «she can’t be serious» |
| Home is where it is, and home wreckers love to leave heads in your whip |
| To fuck up your shit, baby girl is I was your NIGGA |
| Baby girl is you was my BITCH, it would be murderous |
| Hook 1 (with variations by Ja) |