Текст песни The Murderers f Black Child, Ja Rule, Sh - If You Were My Bitch
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[Shady]Now y`all know damn well, that a nigga cain`t singYo, don`t mess up my tape kid, this is for the ladiesHook 1: Shady (Ja Rule)If you we`re my bitch (If you was my bitch)Then I`d be ya niggaIf you we`re my bitch (If you was my bitch)Then I`d be ya nigga[Shady] (Ja Rule)Girl you know my style, I`ve been peepin for a whileAnd 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 seekinBut 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 youHoney what`choo wanna doooo? (Baby girl, what`cha wanna do?)Bump that playa shit I talk, a nigga ain`t just tryin to fuckShady niggas get lonely too (What oy know about that?)Hook 1[Shady] (Ja Rule)Rolex`s and Lexuses got you cashin checks and shitAll 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 hotCool that ass with I-C-E (Be easy)`Cause I can see yourself with me, and I can see myself with youHoney what`choo wanna doooo? (What you wann do with me, huh?)Bump that playa shit I talk, a nigga ain`t just tryin to fuckShady niggas get lonely too (Yeah yeah)[Tah Murdah]Yo, if you was fucking with me I tell you, we couldnt fuckin for freeYou`d be a bitch without chips if it was up to meIn other words, if it costs for youBet 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 hennyAnd inhale this `dro, you gotta be kiddin hoeI`m the one with the wetter flow, and there I neva goJust stack and let it grow, I ain`t got chedda` to blowShit, I` tryin to see the dealer for the five double OSix, ya heard bitch? Picture thisMe gettin hairs and nails done, nevaI rather put it in ya stomach however ya want it[Black Child]If you ever kiss this dick, then you my bitchIf you ever pushed my whip, you hold my bricksCan`t roll my spliff, I smoke `dro and shit??? I get dough, and don`t share my shitYou hear my shit, people wear this dickI don`t fear that click, I`ll tear that shitAnd won`t lick it, you heard what I saidI might lie on my tongue but won`t lie on my head[Ja Rule]Bitches lets get right, niggas lets get rightMurderers throw in for lifeWe gettin high tonightWhether you know it or not babyI get head in the drop babyRidin` down Sunset babyI`ve been somewhat of a freak latelyBaby girl if you was my bitch, you can get a taste dickI like the mouth moist once I put it on ya lipsI 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 whipTo fuck up your shit, baby girl is I was your NIGGABaby girl is you was my BITCH, it would be murderousHook 1 (with variations by Ja)