Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B.I.T.C.H. (feat. T-Pain), artist - Tech N9ne. Date of issue: 29.07.2013
Song language: English
B.I.T.C.H. (feat. T-Pain) |
| June, 25th! |
| It’s called, «something else!» |
| And right now, I’m about to give you banger baby, a full song |
| It’s called, «B.I.T.C.H.» |
| It stands for, «breaking into coloured houses»! |
| And it’s featuring my dwag T-Pain |
| Let’s go! |
| Tech N9ne! |
| Something Else. |
| Know you ain’t supposed to put on your devil suit |
| When you come up in the church, young man! |
| ha ha ha ha! |
| Now they ain’t about to think you’re a rebel |
| You’re about to make them think you birthed from flames. |
| La la la de da da |
| Wanna be on TV just to show out for me momma |
| Yeah, but breaking into coloured houses and we |
| That’s a bitch when you’re sick like this! |
| Putting all the face paint, I could put on |
| Put my black jeans and black hood on |
| That’s your TV I just stood on |
| With a faded habbit, this brother swerves when I sip vodka |
| I’m the latest rabbit, in other words I’m my hip-hopper! |
| You disc joker, never played me, you said my shit stopped you |
| 2001 I mixed opera, now every click’s got this |
| Sick cock, with lots of rip and they’re about to chips author |
| Listen to this quick. |
| big poppa! |
| Yeah, this for your motherfucker rap «es |
| My shit is surprising and shocking like Barack votes |
| The trap’s broke when I rap with tunechi and stacks dough |
| In three months I’mma be the first rapper to cross over to black votes! |
| Bridge: |
| Damn, I’m breaking into coloured houses |
| Pull the boots and hella dark coloured outfits! |
| Yeah, I’m breaking into coloured houses |
| Fellows better put a chasity belt on your spouses! |
| Hook: |
| Man, it must suck to be you niggas |
| Cause it don’t suck to be this rich |
| If you not fucking with me… |
| You can suck upon this dick! |
| Man, I just get it how we get it where I live |
| Somebody better call 911 |
| I’m breaking in these niggas cribs! |
| Yeah, we out here working |
| One thing for sure, two things for certain |
| I’m for real, that’s how I live |
| Somebody better call 911 |
| I’m breaking in these niggas cribs! |
| Since 2001, my people dodged me like the rain go |
| Now at my shows I see more inwards than Django. |
| From Missouri like Nelly. |
| chain hang low |
| But Kansas city, somewhere over the rainbow! |
| I’m in your house, baby! |
| I’m in your living room |
| Looking down your blouse, lady, and everybody is in tune |
| So check Nina, sex fiend the threat to his and whom |
| He got a beautiful woman and give… wanna be big and boom! |
| Breaking into coloured houses it’s hard, man! |
| Cause everybody got guards, and they got dogs, |
| And they got bars, man |
| But I’m coming through that TV |
| And all the ghettos gonna see me sipping the K city! |
| Nigga no techno, no everybody wanna free me! |
| Bridge: |
| Damn, I’m breaking into coloured houses |
| Pull the boots and hella dark coloured outfits! |
| Yeah, I’m breaking into coloured houses |
| Fellows better put a chasity belt on your spouses! |
| Hook: |
| Man, it must suck to be you niggas |
| Cause it don’t suck to be this rich |
| If you not fucking with me… |
| You can suck upon this dick! |
| Man, I just get it how we get it where I live |
| Somebody better call 911 |
| I’m breaking in these niggas cribs! |
| Yeah, we out here working |
| One thing for sure, two things for certain |
| I’m for real, that’s how I live |
| Somebody better call 911 |
| I’m breaking in these niggas cribs! |
| My people missing me like Diana Ross |
| No, this ain’t MNG, but I am a boss |
| Although I’m wicked, see, I’m fly and I floss, |
| So why am I lost, like my jam is off. |
| Yes you’re a day late, better late than never! |
| I’m a veteran, my cheddar been truly silly |
| Like Stevie J. Fsce! |
| Every last one of these evil haters they see me vacate, |
| To the crib, turn on the television and see my face like, hey wait! |
| Hook: |
| Man, it must suck to be you niggas |
| Cause it don’t suck to be this rich |
| If you not fucking with me… |
| You can suck upon this dick! |
| Man, I just get it how we get it where I live |
| Somebody better call 911 |
| I’m breaking in these niggas cribs! |
| Yeah, we out here working |
| One thing for sure, two things for certain |
| I’m for real, that’s how I live |
| Somebody better call 911 |
| I’m breaking in these niggas cribs! |
| That’s my shit, baby! |
| I’m about to get real serious on y’all. |
| And give y’all a piece of your fortune force field. |