Daz Dillinger
My Bitch
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My, my, my bitch, my, my, my bitch
My bitch your wife, yeah, she sucked that dick
And I hit her from the back, that’s when I knocked that seat
We don’t kiss, but we do twist
I’m still so hard, diamonds on my wrist
Talk the game that she know, yes, she know my name
Have her up and down the pole for some punk ass chain
You’re disgraced, n***a, stay up in your lane
Oh yeah, I pimp that bitch, yeah, I do my thing
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My, my, my bitch, my, my, my bitch
Yeah, we pop bottles up in the VIP
You can smell me in the back, n***a, you notice me
N***a, it’s the land of the doubts
Toss you in the river, you’re floating like the low
Hear that sound, n***a? See, that when shit blows
Exhale and exhale out the window
She get down, get down on the fucking floor
I make it rain, it’s what she’s handle now, and give me more
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My, my, my bitch, my, my, my bitch
Still going, going hard in the strip club
Like Stevie J, I’m trying to get my dick sucked
You love her? I don’t need her
Okay, I fuck her, homie, you feed her
Laughing at you lame niggers want your balls sucked
My bitch slim, real fine, with a soft butt
Tell her to get low, baby’s shaking
You look better clothes off when you’re all naked
When that light hit that pussy, yeah, the night is off
You’re over 21, baby, yeah, you’re fully grown
You know is dad’s in your drawer when your mama ain’t home
So what’s up?
Because if I fuck your wife an if he fuck your bitch
And if you fuck her, yeah, we all gonna fuck that
If I fuck your bitch and if you fuck your wife
And she fuck your bitch, yeah, we all gonna fuck
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your wife, my bitch your wife
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your lady, my bitch your lady
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My bitch your baby mama, my bitch your baby mama
My, my, my bitch, my, my, my bitch