Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz - Bitch f/ Too Short Lyrics [SonicLyric.com]

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	Artist: Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz Song Title: Bitch f/ Too Short Album: Kings Of Crunk
[Too $hort] One time it’s by Lil’ Jon and the Eastside Boyz Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to Any n** that act like a wha (b) Any any b that act like a muthafkin (b**) Any py n* that’s a muthafkin (b**) I send this st out to all y’all man Fk y’all pussy-ass nz Playin there for the mothafkin Okay, this how we put this st down for y’all [CHORUS] We run this [x4] You ain’t fkin wit me [x4] Start a riot in this [x7] Aw get the fk out this [Lil Jon] You be actin like a b So we treat you like a b You be actin like a b So we treat you like a b We beat you like a b Kick your a like a b** We take your fkin st And leave you stuck like a b You wearin panties like a b Yo py like a b* You sound like a b You talkin like a b You cryin like a b You whinin like a b I hate you fkin b** We’ll kill you b [Too $hort] So back up on me in this b Or get fked up in this b** My nz real in this b Sit your wig in this b Crack your head in this b Beat your a is this b** So keep poppin let your mouth And get fked up like a b** Smack you up like a b Stomp you out like a b Slap your head like Beat you down like a b Take your money like a b On your knees like a b We don’t like you fkin b** We’ll kill you like a b [CHORUS] [Chyna White] Ain’t no hoes fkin with this b** I put years in this st Shed tears for st B I’m real with this st (don’t push me) Cuz ain’t no fkin thang bout me p Except this rare st that drip from me I get money in my hood b** ain’t nuttin funny (not funny) But a faggot n in nut huggers and big hoots We toss over who got juice Who livin a lie (lie) Who speakin a true, who get that loot You get on that mic with that bullst b** (boitch) Then it’s all on you Hangin rap label (rap label) I ain’t dealin with favorites Homie fks with n**z that do business up under the table That mad shout You hoes can’t make it in the game Unless your titties and your a out Now fk wit me So I can show you who already ballin in this b Turnin from sweet to sour in this b Like zero to 60 m.p.h. It’s a thin line between love and hate And fk the world Cuz I ain’t here to stay (b**) [CHORUS] [Lil Jon] Hey check this out right (wazzup) All y’all club managers (uh huh) and club owners (yeah) It’s bout to get real ugly in your mothafkin club right now (fked up in that b) I’m gonna tell ya like this (what’s up) Get your mothafkin security ready (fk em) Yo I think some st bout to go down n** (what goin down n) It’s about Lil Jon (uh huh), Eastside Boyz Yo check this st out Lemme see you get crunk Lemme see you get bunk Lemme see you tear that mothafkin club on up Lemme see you get crunk Lemme see you get bunk Lemme see you tear that mothafkin club on up Man fk them motherfkin pussy-ass n**z Man fk them motherfkin pussy-ass nz Man fk them motherfkin pussy-ass nz Man fk them motherfkin pussy-ass nz [CHORUS] [Too $hort] Told ya once lil b Said it twice lil b Hang around us nz all night And you’ll get your lil a whooped b** For actin like a b Backslap ya like a b While ya snappin a flick (biotch) It’s $hort dog I ain’t wit nowhere Still spittin real game for all the pimps and the playaz And you bes Don’t try to front foo’ If you don’t leave soon them nz bout to jump you You just a b…b**