Gangsta b*tch lyrics

[Da Brat]
Get yo' ass asthma with all that coughing, yeah [COUGH]
Eve where you at? Ayo Trina where you at? [laughing] Ayo Brat
Picture this Eve walkin' down the street with two cats by her side
The one on the right Trina, the one on her left I
We in a hot poster, studded in rhinestone
Ready to c*ck back, we bust your mind blown
Just like that braggadocious cuz I'm the dopest Brat
Most of my n*gga's focus on the ass thats fat
And I'm just so ferocious to the rythm of a high hat
Why ask why? Cuz how, whenever I do it I buy what I wanna buy
Do what the f*ck I wanna do til I die
Shinin on everybody for the world to see
My timing is always perfect, endlessly
I deserve to swerve a little and splurge alot
With the nerve I got, wearin these blindin rocks
Got Chicago, Miami, and Philly
A collabo, of three of the illest b*tches, really

[Chorus]
Gangsta b*tch, gangsta ice, gangsta whip
Gangsta clothes, gangsta money, gangsta shows
Gangsta purse, gangsta shoes, gangsta verse
We the b*tches that the gangstas thirst
Gangsta song, gangsta brawn, gangsta thong
Huh, we the b*tches that the gangstas on
Gangsta bottle, gangsta trees
Gangsta Brat, gangsta Trina, and gangsta Eve
[Trina]
Uh, uh, uh
Miss purina, Trina the M-I-A b*tch
Them I play wit, eenie meenie meiny mo
Pickin basically the richest n*gga, for the baddest b*tch
Me, Eve, and Brat, it's banannas sh*t
We ain't havin this, I steps on toes
In a pair of hot shorts and eight inch stilletos
Iced out, drippin in Chanel
Prada, Gucci, and all that
I make 'em fall back
Hair done, fresh manni and pedicure, bikini wax
Gotta keep the cat smooth so when my n*gga ask for the pus*y
It's good and wet
After just one f*ck, you won't forget
I'm made up in the tropics gettin sunburned
Bare ass out with my diamond thong on
n*gga you thought you got yo' freak on in Japan
But I was gettin my creep on with yo' man
Cuz I'm a hot b*tch...
[Mo'Nique]
Official Ryde or Die b*tches, believe that