Take Yo b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
(Cuff yo' chick)
Yeah
(You are now in tune with your wifey's favorite DJ
You ever just know that you was finna splack
Another n*gga's b*tch off
(DJ Ill Will)
Like, you see a b*tch
She be with a n*gga
And you be knowin she be thinkin to herself, like
"I wish I was with *that* n*gga" hahah yeaah
(DJ Rockstar)

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
If you at home letting her go out alone
Then I'mma take yo b*tch
And if she keep jocking me
Stopping me every time she hear my song
Then I'mma take yo b*tch
Said she getting tired of fighting
And running around with the same n*gga
And plus, she know I ain't no lame n*gga
And I ain't pressin her just to see if my numbers in her phone
But I'mma take yo b*tch

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah
Yo b*tch like me
And I dont know her
All up on me at the shows trynna control her
You hatin from afar, she tryna get closer
Meet me at the bar and tryna be sober, no sir
So you come and kick it with my clique
And you n*gga somewhere heated screamin thats my b*tch
Im tatted up rich
Them b*tches understand when you makin money talk
Everyone know you the man
With my hollywood hoes somewhere by the sand
f*ckin sh*t up with yo n*gga tryna fit me in your plan
Tell him your a fan
Even though you were at my crib
Used to like my music now he sayin "f*ck young wiz"
Thats how I live, and I won't change for the world
Make your man feel like he gone need a chain for your girl
Says she been searching around for some change in the world
I'm doin sh*t that you not, so I'm lookin like Barack to her
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Neako]
Jerz, Wizzle, Neako
Tell you a story
I see you stressing my n*gga
Now tell me what is going on?
Somebody took your b*tch?
I guess you wanna grab the ratchet
Go hit his hood
And do him wrong
All over your chick
Look at Lil Reak baby bro nope
He ain't comin' home
Because the n*gga straight flipped
A n*gga hit his b*tch
Reak tripped
Then he hit him in his dome
He got a life sentence
You might wanna think about what you're doin'
Before you do it wrong
When you shoot don't miss
Cause if you do n*ggas'll catch you
And baby bro they wrong
If they put you in the ditch
I'mma tell you like this
Life is priceless
Because you took a shot don't mean it gon' miss
You never knew another n*gga slid your wife the di*k
And now you sitting back with a chick
Like this
Like this, ay
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Jerz]
I could do my thang If I wanna
Forecast change I make it rain in the summer
Let the chain hang
Scoop ya dame for the fun of
It baby you be with a lame that's a bummer
sh*t I'll be somewhere where the planes like to hover
I be up there I can't hang with the others
Baby be my lover
I could be your anything
You can be my lady friend
But you gon' need some Henny
Yeah, to get up with a brotha
Nah, cause ain't no one cooler than me
When I moved them ludies with me
Throw your dude up in a frenzy
Ah, nea neak and wizzy
Hata don't be mad man we get busy
Yes we are the princes of our city
Your chick get with me
Hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
And call me Mr. I'll Take Your Chick
Haha, nah, call me Mr. Upgrade, or Mr. Front Page
Call me Mr. Fast Lane - no front brakes
Cause she gone
She outta here mane
From Jersey to the Burgh
Neako
Young Jerz
Wiz Khalifa
Yeah