Текст песни La Chat - What Kinda Bitch Do You Want
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What kind of bitch do you wantA bitch that`s right by your sideWhat kind of bitch do you needA bitch that`s ready to rideWhat kind of bitch do you wantA bitch that`s packinWhat kind of bitch do you needA bitch that`s ready to goHanging out in the club and we keeping our mugsGrilled out, thugged out and we full of them budsI step away just for a second and my nigga got annaHere I come crowning bitches, bustin heads over countersIt`s going down (man what), when it`s on then it`s onA couple of bruises and some scratches I can fix when I`m homeThey done fucked up, I done made my way to the parking lotAnd soon a nigga hit the door they going deaf by my shotsCause I`mma shoot up the club, you bitches better runLet my nigga go before I give you someIt`s gon be some shit, a ho is bout to clickI shoot to kill, I`m aiming for your dickAn ex-con on the run, so I`m totin the gunA down bitch bout the biz always get the job doneWhen you wrong, ho you wrongAin`t no way you can hideI`m gettin strapped up wit the fo-five`s like Bonnie and Clyde(repeat 2x)What kind of bitch do you wantA bitch that`s right by your sideWhat kind of bitch do you needA bitch that`s ready to rideWhat kind of bitch do you wantA bitch that`s packinWhat kind of bitch do you needA bitch that`s ready to goWhen we be sleepin, we be sleepin wit our backs to our backsWe got one leg on the land and got our hands on our strapsI`m like the bone to your spine, I`m like the clip to your nineI`m like the thoughts in your mind, I`m like the face on your dimeWhen you was locked up in the pen, had you straight on dat weedYou sold more dope behind the bars than you did on the streetsA bitch be talking shit ain`t no need in you fightin it hoThat ho was strappin out the frame and you know that for shoYou disrespected my nigga, that mean you fuck wit my pimpinFiddin to kick you dead in your face and give a mean ass whippinI ain`t got no problem wit you niggas choosin drop off your cheeseI`ll set you up and have my nigga draped in all your jewelryWe hittin the block, we riding hot and I`m driving the carHe on parole, I got the gun and dough, I`m taking the chargeWe gotta bust fuckin bank, `fore our day`ll go rightI love this nigga we together for the rest of our life (for real)(repeat 2x)What kind of bitch do you wantA bitch that`s right by your sideWhat kind of bitch do you needA bitch that`s ready to rideWhat kind of bitch do you wantA bitch that`s packinWhat kind of bitch do you needA bitch that`s ready to go