Come Here b*tch lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Intro: Mannie Fresh]
Whoa wuz up world this ya boy fresh and I'm here gonna give ya some pimformation about the situation ya heard only holla at the bad b*tches and I'm put
Ya number in my chicktionary ya heard and i'll and i got the next wit a bad ass c*nt let me see if yall catch the voicesurprise yall

[Verse 1: Webbie]
Yeah you think you all that don't ya
Can't nobody tell you sh*t you the sh*t everybody with a di*k want ya
Keep ya hair and nails did up
Bet you ain't even got no kids oh you do you keep your kids up
You go to school wat you going for to be a nurse, a teacher, a lawyer do hair or what
Ain't even Got an old man huh
Oh you do but do he spoil you give ya everything ya ask for
So ya points you a lady not a trap or sl*t not a freak you just like to back ya ass up
Ya mommy ain't raised a dummy yous a fan but
So the street fame and the money you could pass up
Keep on dancing I'm starting to understand ya
So you the type to make them hoes put they man up
The fresh white tennis shoes or the sandles make a n*gga lose manners got damn it

[Hook: Webbie]
Come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch come here b*tch (hollar at a pimp) come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch
Come here b*tch b*tch (ya n*gga is a whimp) come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch (i'll take you to the crib) come
Here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch (were a trill n*gga live)

[Verse 2: Webbie]
You say you got your sh*t strait you ain't worried bout no man taken care of you you gone git yours any way thick girl pretty face big thighs
Skinny waist don't really do the club you just heard that it was jiggalatin ain't never been to jail couldn't take that cell don't smoke ? can't take that
Smell smoke a lil color but a n*gga couldn't tell jiggle like a stripper but the cooche ain't for sale your heart you never gave 'cause a n*gga wasn't real
Never felt played cause you can't play a playa instead of gettin hurt you rather chill so you chillin rather be alone then have him playin wit your
Feelings I'm peepin how you actin ? like you ain't wit it actin like you some kind of virgin i kinda digg it cause i ain't one of them them clowns around
That be bullsh*ttin neva slippin keep playin ima get it cause you sexy
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