Yes I Am His Gutta b*tch lyrics
by Chingy
I don't dougie I just do my paper dance
I don't dougie I just do my paper dance
I don't dougie I just do my paper dance
Yes I am His Gutta b*tch. Yes I am His Gutta b*tch
That rider b*tch that try that sh*t. You Gutta b*tch, He got his b*tch
Yes I am His Gutta b*tch. Yes I am His Gutta b*tch
That rider b*tch that try that sh*t. You Gutta b*tch, He got his b*tch
Yes I am his Gutta b*tch, Pull the AK-47 out on these hoes
You talking all that sh*t, but you don't really want to see it
b*tch don't want to see the four four put a hole in her mother f*cking dome
b*tches don't call me Sobe J. for no mother f*cking reason
Down Ass b*tch, and I'm Gutta Ass b*tch
And I'm down to hit a lick sticking all these pus*y mother f*ckers up
For all they mother f*cking pacos. We hit a lick
Moving all that sh*t across Saint Louis, moving all that mother f*cking white across Saint Louis
And when I'm in the Kitchen, I work like a mother f*cking fool
My wrist game sick, b*tch you wish you knew
Down Down Ass b*tch, Gutta Gutta Ass b*tch
I'll beat your ass if you try to f*ck my n*gga b*tch
Yes I am His Gutta b*tch. Yes I am His Gutta b*tch
That rider b*tch that try that sh*t. You Gutta b*tch, He got his b*tch
Yes I am His Gutta b*tch. Yes I am His Gutta b*tch
That rider b*tch that try that sh*t. You Gutta b*tch, He got his b*tch
Once again, hoes rapping at the mouth
I ain't gone tell you hoes twice, three times then I'm coming for you life
Put your ass in a black bag
With a f*cking toe tag
b*tches don't want to see me, I'm so f*cking silly
Ol'girl don't want to bang with me
Sobe J. get the mother f*cking Sobe Bottle
And crack it across your mother f*cking dome
Put her ass in the dirt. Put that b*tch in a Hurse
Stomp these hoes out make them hurt make them bleed
If you ain't from the hood,then you can't f*ck with me
Real b*tches recognize Gutta b*tches
Weak hoes know that they can't f*ck with me
When it come to these hand I'm so deadly
Hit her ass with a left, Upper cut that b*tch
Hit her ass with a right, You so irrelevant b*tch
Yes I am His Gutta b*tch. Yes I am His Gutta b*tch
That rider b*tch that try that sh*t. You Gutta b*tch, He got his b*tch
Yes I am His Gutta b*tch. Yes I am His Gutta b*tch
That rider b*tch that try that sh*t. You Gutta b*tch, He got his b*tch