Thug b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Big Syke]
Yeah
Uhmm
Yeah

[Verse 1: Mysta & Big Syke]
I met a million and one b*tch ass n*ggas
As quick as sucka b*tch will want touch a n*gga
I need a down b*tch, a real b*tch, a true b*tch
That’s down, do a jacking, keep your pus*y wet
Yeah, and keep your game tight so right, I’m satisfied
And look out for my family if a n*gga die
Better stay on your own
And make you moan ‘cause I keep it wet
Pass the Moët, I’m the realest b*tch you ever met
Ain’t that right? (You know that’s right!)
But they say I’m crazy (b*tches is lazy!)
So they down, break the real ladies
(Spit out babies) And think you might wanna stay with ‘em
I hiddenly quit ‘em, ‘cause I can’t be with ‘em
Be more like my homey, do you know me, baby?
Evеry day with a b*tch might drive me crazy
I’m devotеd to my cash, n*gga!
I’m married to my riches
Thank God for these thug b*tches!
[Chorus: Mysta & (Sample)]
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
f*ck that!

[Verse 2: Mysta]
See, I am thug b*tch, out to get rich
Killing n*ggas for their grits
So don’t slip, trick, ‘cause I got two clip
On my hip, a fat .45, f*ck a peashooter
I kicks you with the n*ggas in the hood smoking buddha pulling jack and so on a regular
I scare ‘em n*ggas, f*ck it, I ain’t scared of ya’
The name’s Mysta, you n*ggas don’t mind me
‘Cause right behind me, I got the .9, see
It don’t stop, I always got a plot on a ho’
And let ‘em know, I ain’t for the okey-do’
But mean business though, I’m a motherf*cking O.G
b*tch tell hustla’ you musta’ hear of me
I’m a psychopathic, lunatic
I gives a f*ck about you tricks
I’m a thug b*tch

[Chorus: Mysta & (Sample)]
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
f*ck that!
[Verse 3: Mysta]
See, I am thug b*tch with a clip with game about to bust
If you trust me, you won’t dust, must be nut
‘Cause I gives a f*ck less, shell to your chest
Put your ass to rest, so come and be my f*ckin’ guest
See, my pus*y is like a [?], to you sprung tricks leave you broke
Every time, stop thinking with your di*k, little game
People b*tch outta Richtown, straight clown
[?] ‘bout my Jacks and my stacks, so pay
So test me now, bustas shots to my grave
Let my n*ggas gettin’ loose
And I can never see no [?]
‘Cause I’m a thug b*tch

[Chorus: Mysta & (Sample)]
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life! Yo!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
f*ck that!
I’m a thug b*tch (For life!)
I ain’t spendin’ my time bein’ a house wife
I’m a thug b*tch (For life!)