Every Single b*tch lyrics

by

X-Raided (a.k.a. Nefarious)


[Verse 1]
It's the mother f*cking X and I'm back on a dope track
And you gotta listen how to keep a ho stacking
What you got to do to have your b*tch clock in
Is put her in a skirt
And sit her on Stockton
Fish-net stocking tied around the thick thigh
Make her look good to the normal n*gga eye
She'll make a killing even if she ain't fine
Because a big ass and some titties is a gold mine
Deuce-nine dollars, a nut, two nuts is 58
An extra four if want the ho to masturbate
A blow job is 30 bucks a hit
But it's worth it to see the ho swallow the gooey sh*t
And when you're through she's coming to see daddy
Like a O.G
You know me
I'm sitting in a Caddy kicked back
Looking at the ho like wow b*tch your my slave
What should I make you do now?
You can't treat a b*tch good you know
What good is a pimp if he ain't slapping his ho?
So n*ggas let a b*tch know you don't play
And say that they gotta price to pay yeah

I want my mother f*cking money
You either pay me or pay me no mother f*cking mind
I gotta get it through every mother f*cking time n*gga
You know what I'm saying
Who's the mother f*cking ho n*gga
b*tch give me my mother f*cking money when I ask for it b*tch
n*gga f*ck that stomp that ho n*gga uh n*gga b*tch
I want my money b*tch you know what I'm saying, fo sho
[Verse 2]
Who's the ho? A b*tch named Tammy was the trick
She gave up the pus*y for not one cent
She didn't pay me, but f*ck it I kept the ho
And every night at 6 A.M. I was climbing out her window
My n*gga Neko hit 'em too
But I don't give a f*ck cause the n*gga's from the crew
I can't lie, I hella liked the b*tch
But like Vamp Dogg said "Once a b*tch, always a b*tch"
So why bother trying to change her
I'd rather play the role and treat the b*tch like a stranger
The only women I respect
Is my mother and my sister
Disrespect I'll break your neck
It's hella easy pulling hoes
Because they all on the di*k because of the Daytons and The Vogues
So stupid b*tch you gets no play
We from the gardens and you got a price to pay yeah

Like I said, pay me or pay me no mother f*cking mind
If you see me walking through the mall
Sagging my Levi's with a motha f*cking cellular phone outside
You know the gold D's and the vogues and sh*t
Don't even say sh*t b*tch cause you know what I want
If you ain't gonna drop the draws don't even stop and pause
[Verse 3]
Just by the greedy b*tch all you have to do is flash
A little bit of cash and the question that she asks is
How much money do you make, but if you really listen
It's how much money can I take
Fake n*ggas don't know the game though
They in love with a pretty ass burning ho
But f*cking with me she'll get a pat on her back
A tore up pus*y and a tic-tac
Based on the fact she swallowed all the sperm
The b*tch thinks shes getting a free perm
And a dress and a sweater, get real
f*cking with me and you'll be grinning with a happy meal
And Oprah Winfrey you'll get your ass whooped
You better keep f*cking with a Cookbook
You're intelligent and a black lady but don't let yo-yo get ya tore up
And if you think I'm treating you wrong
Pack your sh*t and get your monkey ass on
Go stay with your mama and say
Them n*ggas from the gardens don't play!

Ya ya ya you gotta do the right thing
You gotta do the right thing
And the right thing is to pay me
You could lick me from head to toe
You know what I'm saying a quick blow
Cause I'm from the 4
And you got to give me all your mail
You know what I'm saying
I need a double up you gonna pay for it?
[Verse 4]
The b*tch that's giving up the cash
I know some hoes who will straight up jack your ass
You might go to the mo-mo and get you some
But you waking up broke and feeling dumb
She made you c*m then your ass went to sleep
She got your keys and out the door the ho creep
You got ganked by a sneaky ass b*tch
Who's riding with another n*gga fronting your sh*t
But you had to have the c*ck that's what you said
And you thought the ho was sprung cuz she gave you head
But it was all part of the b*tches plot
A big spider web, yo ass got caught
You bought dinner that night, loc
Yeah, red lobster, a big f*cking joke
She got fed, ate, and paid quick
And all you got was the short end of the stick
See, n*ggas just love to buy sh*t
The hoes cry to make a n*gga go for it
Not me, cause see I do it my way
And every b*tch got a price to pay, yeah
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