Yo b*tch Chose Me lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
I mean come on homie
You know the rules to the game
Yo b*tch chose me
You know it gets suddenless why we got some class
We can get to do some gangsta sh*t
Cuz you know you can’t sip ace of spade with Heineken money
You ain’t no pimp
Y’all rest table for hoes
The number 1 co-signer
That motherf*ckin’ Kiru f*ck them
Juicy!

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Mane, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Bruh, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Mane, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Bruh, your b*tch want me (want me)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I got 26s on my new truck, range rover
Riding through the hood like a pimp
n*ggas supposed to
Looking for a Shawty with that ass that be 'gantig
Saw your girl jumping at the mall while I'm stunting
Say you don't treat her right
You don't buy her nothing
With this ice, fish gonna bite
So the b*tch got in my car
It ain't been 2 minutes and she talking about f*cking
Suck my pipe, please don't bite
Then we brought never tored apart
She suck some good di*k, she do some good tricks
She freaky as hell, she got some big tits
Should have your back, should wifed her back
You need a ho that's just like that
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Mane, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Bruh, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Mane, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Bruh, your b*tch want me (want me)

[Verse 2: Twista]
She won't do the smacking, she like giving dough
Only be f*cking with who she choose
She the type you don't own
Independent with the lock, though I through her with a knock
And the [pocket]and the puddle, never messed up
When I'm looking at the pop, bottle never tell her stop
I come over and then I lift the dress up
So fly when I'm pegging up in Vegas
Lucky when I'm taking from the haters
Ass fat, waist slim, Kim Kardashian fashion
I'm mashing, I'm whipping
I'mma take her wherever she wanna go
Cause I'm a motherf*cking boss, loss
Cause I had you doing so soft
And know when she push a n*gga back
And suck a n*gga di*k
And hop on the motherf*cker, till it pop off, oh
Then she wipe a di*k down
Put on a good movie
She's got some good booty
Her man is up duty
I told her to dance, she twerk it to Juicy
She talked to her man
Told him, how could you lose me?
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Mane, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Bruh, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Mane, your b*tch chose me (chose me)
Bruh, your b*tch want me (want me)

[Outro: Juicy J]
Extreme customs
Get money gang
Reloaded
Love it baby
But no one does it better
Money machine is counting
So pen up your radios