Sorry b*tch lyrics

by

Kurupt


[Intro]
Woman: Sorry ass n*ggas
Guy: Ayy why dont you act gentleman and let these ladies eat first
Daz: Yeah you act like you had no BBQ before. Let the ladies
Eat. Hoes gotta eat too
Woman: Wait a minute n*gga who you callin' a hoe? I ain't no hoe
Daz: I'm sorry b*tch

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry b*tch, sorry b*tch
We the crack n*ggas that you should be f*ckin' with
I'm mistaking you girlies and who you lookin' for
And not a trick, a thug b*tch and gucci hoe
Oh you really know, girl you really know
It's you booty though, it's my duty though
One thing that a n*gga can't stand though
Ain't your boyfriend, a n*gga or your man though
I'm just too dossed for the pus*y and the money
You could get more with me than you ever could from me
When it comes to mine you get nadadada
She do it for the dollar , sometimes I make you holla
[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
You really wanna shine with a n*gga, high sign with a n*gga
Snapchat or either facetime with a n*gga
Think back called that
Thought that I was in love with you what makes you dont think ?
No roses no wine, four hoes on my side
b*tch I show you no signs
Blind to the fact that I'm a motherf*cking pimp and I belong to the Mac Park
Ain't no need to lie, sh*t we pimp or die
They call me knocking-noop I'm from anoher whole tribe
No worries, I'm in a hurry
Let me say it to you like this punk b*tch: I'm sorry

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yo, all I wanna do is the make the whole crowd bounce ya (bounce ya!)
b*tch and your punky-ass friend bouncin' on my balls
Crenshaw to Martin Luther King and Beach
Where we chained to the speech, to English
Look b*tch, shut the f*ck up and cook b*tch
A n*gga hungry, punk b*tch, bunk b*tch
What the f*ck you want b*tch, besides di*k
You ain't gettin' no cake ain't nothin' new
Besides hoe-cake hoes gotta eat too
Shut the f*ck up b*tch, eat a di*k b*tch
Eat the di*k b*tch, now listen
I'm sorry if it just didn't work
You f*ck too with the homies and I was first
But I damn sure ain't the last
Just don't get no one's jack stuck in your ass
I'm sorry b*tch!
[Outro: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry, sorry b*tch (I can't be your lover)
Sorry b*tch, sorry!
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