D12 Bitch Lyrics

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[Eminem]
*****!es always be all, giggling and ****.
But they get mad when there favorite song don't come on in the club.
Catch an attitude and ****
We got one for them. Goes like this

[Eminem]
We wrote a song for the hoes
You like to hear? here it goes
A little something you probably won't hear on the radio
So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows
And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slow
And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, *****!
D D D D Don Di J Do Ja
You just made me mess up, *****!
Bleeb Blab bli bli blah bli bli
It don't matter, I'm just blabbering
Like you understand what I'm saying anyway
I'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the other
You're so ****ing drunk all you hear is the beat the-da beat
I could be saying anything, just get ya *** on the floor
Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before
Baby and shake that *** like a whore

[Chorus:]
Yeah I'm talkin to you *****!! (get up and dance *****!)
Wiggle that *** *****!! (yeah that's it. yeah I called you a *****!)
What you going to do about it *****!?
Sit there and cry like a little *****!? *****!.

Get up and dance *****! (wiggle that *** *****!)
You little trash *****! (yeah that's it. yeah I called you a trash *****!)
Not trailer trash switch!
Take the person you with and exchange partners

[Kuniva]
Tell me that it ain't no hanging, and **** calling home
Until you look at me before you answer the phone
When I flee, your *** can get as naked and be as free
As you wanna be freak
But I'm taking the key with me.
You ain't gonna get ****, so don't even ask
Disrespect my wishes, I'll beat your ***
Watch me coming home floor eating half of your doggy bag
And I leave laughing, while you calling me on the rag
I'm the type that might cut off the lights when I hit
And before she cut them on, Kuniva already switched!
Your *** ain't even riding with Swift unless your going
When I'm done, I throw you out and ask you where you going

[Bizarre]
Hoe ain't the only thing you call a girl
Slut, Tramp, (oh, how you doing sir?)
Ever since I was 8, I been starting to hate
I said **** the Ho's, started eating cheese cake
Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberry's and grapes
Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy)
Ok, back to the *****!es, wash the dishes after that
Give me stitches. a ****ing half Indian chick, suck my ****
This time tomorrow, I won't remember ****
Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators
And they ain't now and laters *****!.

[Chorus]

[Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae]
Hey baby what's up with you
Hey yo your man here with you?
Nah, you single, I can tell (you came with them hoes didn't you)
No you need friends girl, excuse him
Mr. Lick It (Hey yo lets get this party cracking these *****!es ain't got *****!es)
Now you know he didn't mean that (come on you seen that)
(she all whining and ****, get this *****! a Kleenex)
(what did he say?)
Nothing, he said you seem stressed
(no, you got a big butt)
And you wearing your nice dress(cause I was gonna say)
(you wasn't gonna say ****)
(excuse me?)
He said Michael Jackson just got another face lift
(dumb hoe)
(oh, *****!)
No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight
(*****!, what up though just **** for a buck,
Do something strange for change, maybe holla for a dollar, just hop in the range)
(**** both y'all *****s)
See I was trying to be polite, stank *** trick (oh someone jackin off tonight)

[Verse 5: Proof]
Why you a *****! but don't choke
I say the same to my momma
I got Christina, Brittany with me, ****
We banging Madonna
Watch her strip you on that 10 *****! ain't got change for a dollar
Blow your tongue and give kiss on your mouth you came with a condom
Quick out is the motto and just swallow breathe, swallow breathe, now swallow these e's
I know you moca lotti mommy's won't get down on your knees
You won't some money honey damn you must be outta your weave
Hit the telly **** her belly you ain't gotta go weak
Plus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more sleep
I'm a pimp *****! don't be shy, show me them big ****
Your lipstick, I want it smeared all on my limp ****
For instance, busting nuts is only my interest
So princess, don't get your feelings hurt 'cause men just
Partying bullshit till she gargle and swallow my ****
I'm taking the train to Spain, don't bother calling *****!

[Chorus]

Yeah, you heard me *****!.
Did I studder stupid?
You ain't listening to the words of this song anyways
All you do is listen to the beats with your dumb *** (*****!)
Dancing, trying to get a ***** money in the club
With your stupid manuper self
I was talking bout you Do-do
You, you dumb *****!
You!
The one that want a drink but don't want to pay for it
Spend all the money you make all week on that dress
And I spill a drink on it, acting like I'm drunk when I'm not
I'm just trying to ****!
I'm just trying to **** *****!!

Written by: Linton Kwesi Johnson
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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