Psycho b*tch 2 lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


Aw sh*t! Here we go again...

[Bridge]
When you met her she was right, so thick
Something better than a wife, no glitch
She wants forever but she might go click
If you leave her you'll see a PSYCHO b*tch
Now she's calling your crib at night, so sick
Wanna pop up and tryna fight yo chick
Lorena Bobbitt told her to slice yo di*k
If you ever break up with a PSYCHO b*tch

[Tech N9ne]
Don't gimme that sh*t
Why a n*gga don't care, never coulda be there
That I was up in the middle of a game of double dare
When I woke up I was in a motherf*ckin nightmare
How you gonna f*ck me on Sunday
When you wanna say you love me on Monday, you buggin
Thinking everybody gotta bow down cause you offered your lovin
If you on your telephone and then she lose it, when you use it
If you sleep don't leave it on, n*gga, for true she will go through it
She'll call a b*tch back from your phone and chew, the chick a new uterus
Even if that situation's not lewd, the b*tch is ludicrous
Mad, when you got a better b*tch around
Sad, cause you never wanna kiss her now
Never would have got up in the woman
If I knew it about the menace then I never woulda di*ked her down
If she taking Seroquel and Celexa
The b*tch'll probably stop and then try to catch ya
Sleeping with a beauty itchin to get ya
You better hope you never leave on a stretcher
If you with a psycho don't go through with it, be through with it
Right in the midst of happiness her mood'll switch, she'll ruin it
You thinkin that you know women and you're just so intuitive
Bet that n*gga didn't think at the end of this you would have to shoot a b*tch

[Hook]
Please, don't bring that psycho sh*t to me
(I love you, why don't you love me?)
Never ever go down low with a - PSYCHO b*tch
Better never ever go out with a - PSYCHO b*tch
Everybody better learn how to see a - PSYCHO b*tch
Never know when your girl might be a psycho...
Cause your b*tch is psycho too, psycho too
Killa with a milla put a knife in you, twice in you (psycho b*tches, psycho b*tches)
Cause your b*tch is psycho too, psycho too
Killa with a milla put a knife in you, twice in you (psycho b*tches, psycho b*tches)

[Tech N9ne]
Yo, she poppin up at the club
Looking for you with the rollers in
And when the push comes to shove
Here you go on the floor with this ho again
Psycho b*tches never let it go, trippin's inevitable
Be ready to get up and go (why?)
Cause Tecca Nina just said that it's so
Break in my crib, sniffin my drawers
Looking for white b*tch hair on my balls
Tripping with you when you out with the family
She get it poppin right there in the mall
f*ck with the b*tch is definite
Better watch who you steeping with
f*ck attention deficit, better watch who the f*ck you messin with
Just because I f*ck you, that don't mean we getting married ho
The way you sit around the corner from my house is scary though
Psycho b*tches, when it comes to relationships are very slow
b*tch'll never understand it's over til you buried low, no
Don't be up in the MySpace flipping out
Tripping with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me saying that I'll never be taken by the hands of another man is a bad omen
Cause you never know, it might just be by the hands of a woman - psycho b*tch

[Hook]
Please, don't bring that psycho sh*t to me

[Bridge]
Stop calling me never really wanna hear no heartfelt sh*t
You ain't healthy for me, and b*tch I'm on a health kick
Psycho b*tches are self-destructive, weak and helpless
I'm done with you b*tch now you can let somebody else hit

[Verse 3: Liquid Assassin]
She so sick with it, I stick hit it, and di*k fitted
Never did I think for a minute to quick quit it
Chick is only living and driven to get hitted
Turn around and flip and get you in deep sh*tted
But she wasn't better to get you indebted
You can make paper and money of men sinning
You can run a b*tch by adjusting her antennas
But if she's demented you better forget it
She's psycho like Michael you might go wake up to knifes and rifles
When your eyes low she's liable like I know to move on you like Tae Bo
Even I know this sly ho like rivals be and turn you in to 5-0
Either that you turn your back and the b*tch attack with a blade up in your spinal
She'll illicit them phone calls, don't stop with them harassing threats
When the vision was them drawers and me plotting on having sex
Got me tripping, fist in a ball, something gon' happen next
I'mma kill this crazy b*tch, and give her back to Tech

[Hook]

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