| Real cocky
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| Real sloppy
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| Drunk at the club and you all can’t stop me
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| Super star style
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| Whoop the are pounds
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| Out the roof, scoop the group we be troopin' large crowds
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| Yes we are foul
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| And we rich now
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| Used to be all of me, but it’s all on the bitch now
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| They wanna get me stuck, they commin' into my world
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| It’s too late I got, my wife, my bitch, my girl
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| I was nineteen
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| Met a nice queen
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| Car was light green
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| Naughty as ice cream
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| But she too jealous Nickaleas
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| Sort of ridiculous
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| With the liffa kickin' it
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| We can never be inconspicuous (my bitch)
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| Rolls with me
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| It’s so sickly
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| In love with me
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| But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys
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| But go get me, in the wee hours to get me slow quickys
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| So sticky
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| Roll with my homies she so shifty (my wife)
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| Married a monster
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| Carried a youngsta
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| Said if you cheated it you will come back to hunt you
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| She said my filthy world
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| Makes her wanna hurl
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| And that’s my first verse
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| My wife, my bitch, my girl
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| Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
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| She gotta go and blow her grip
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| Because it’s all unload on a bitch
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| One is no trip
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| But two had mo lip
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| And three I just can’t cope with
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| My wife, my bitch, my girl
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| Got a nice anus
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| And it’s right ain’t it
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| Can’t really touch durin' the day but in the night tame it
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| Usin' fight language
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| When she take inches
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| Great bitches
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| Gettin' busy on the weight benches (my bitch)
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| Got a big butt
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| A big slut
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| Who get big bucks
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| You might look up and get your chick sucked
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| 'cause she’s bi-sex
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| Keep her thighs wet
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| Spontaneous I don’t know what we gonna try next (my wife)
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| Go a ghetto booty like Naomi
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| I’m gonna tell you like Jayo say
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| All my bitches havin' fancy dreams
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| And all my bitches wear Applebottom jeans
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| My wife, my bitch, my girl
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| If one’s trippin'
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| The other’s for fun flippin'
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| You coo
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| She run’s limpin'
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| You end up with funds missin'
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| You foo
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| Come wicked your women become vicious and cruel
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| Dump checkin' to some funds with some checks and you loose
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| Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin'
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| I done challenged the way of Mystical powers and hinted
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| I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight
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| I’m defiant with an evil twist my girl, my bitch, and my wife
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| Ain’t no bitch on this planet that is a match for me
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| They get sick and they stand it cause Ninna packs the three
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| Have to be
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| Crash to see
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| If naturally to cause a catastrophe
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| Exactly (my wife)
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| Don’t like me (my bitch)
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| Get’s hyphy (my girl)
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| Might knife me twice just to spite me (my wife)
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| If I break her heart (my bitch)
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| It’ll rip her apart (my girl)
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| But I’m the smarter you all (my wife, my bitch, my girl) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Wife, My Bitch, My Girl , by - Tech N9ne. Song from the album Everready, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп