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Fuck a Bitch

West, West y'all

William Holla with the S, y'all, y'all know what time it is

Woof, can't spell the West without the 'E S'

DJ Clue, beyotch, Kurupt, oh, what?I fall off into a party with a drink in my hand

Rocawear pants but I ain't come here to dance

By any chance, has anybody seen DJ Clue?

Tell him I'm lookin' for him, what's yo' name? Big SnoopI'm in the big Coupe, I got that whoop, whoop

I'm tryin' to get a chicken, I got that big loot

Let me slide to the hoop, regroup and come through

I'll bag it up and serve you and you tooI throw strikes like Andy Petitte and Roger Clemens

Pitch a shut-out, the whole 9 innings

The bulletproof 'Lac with the windows tinted

You mean the one with the pretty bitches sittin' in it?Please believe it, we gon' represent it

And we gon' bend it and dent it

Fuck what it cost, we gon' spend it

Buy it, never rent it

Now, when you suckin' my dick, baby girl, put yo' face in itGet it, get it girl, get it girl, make yo' head swirl

Get it, get it, make my toes curl

And get, it get it, go on, girl

It's a crazy mixed up doggy, dogg worldAnd I know that you really can't believe what ya hear and ya see

Just put ya hands up and repeat after me

Get yo' money, fuck a bitch and blow a gang of weedAnd I know that you probably never thought that you could see a true G

A nigga like the D O double Gizzy

But like I said, get yo' money, fuck a bitch and blow a gang of weedYeah, y'all the type of suckers we see straight through

When we skate through, with DJ Clue

Hoes gobble on something, swallow on something

Throwin' hollows like football passes and football practiceOff that dodo, look at the shine comin' off that fo' fo'

I want the ki's, the trees, the ice, and the G's

What's yours is mines but you already know thoughI'm young Gotti Desodo

Let's see how long a body can flow fo'

I got my Rocawear leather on, on swoop, nigga

You know Damien and Jigga laced me and Snoop, niggaThem my motherfuckin' homeboys

See Beanie's from my hometown Memphis with the full pound

Tucked in Amil purse, all you bitches hatin' get a deal first

It's hard work, raise off the homegirl bitchesAnd I know that you really can't believe what ya hear and ya see

Just put ya hands up and repeat after me

Get yo' money, fuck a bitch and blow a gang of weedAnd I know that you probably never thought that you could see a true G

A nigga like the D O double Gizzy

But like I said, get yo' money, fuck a bitch and blow a gang of weedYeah, you know how we do

Ya, Big Snoop Dogg, Kurupt Young Gotti

Rockin' these niggas, Rocafella, what? Fuckers

Iceberg slimmin' on these hoes, doin' it big, yeahAight, aight, I'ma take me a trip to Marcy, go fuck with my OG's

And fuck you bitches and you bitch ass niggas

We ain't fuckin' with none of you suckas in 2001

On to the rest, you bitches

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