paroles de chanson Bobby Bitch - Bobby Shmurda

Bobby, bitch, oh, you ain't know?
Bobby, bitch, Bobby, bitch

Bodies bitch, make that body flip
You know I don't know karate, bitch
We droppin' bodies, bitch
They say shootin' is my hobby, bitch
And I'm a problem, kid
Walk up on him with revolvers
I ain't with that talkin' shit, shhh...

Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitch
Oh, you ain't know? They call me
Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitch
Oh, you ain't know? They call me
Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitch
Oh, you ain't know? They call me
Bobby, bitch, Bobby, bitch

And I'm down to catch a body
Bitches, hit that hommy switch
And I bet that all these hollow tips
Gon' make his body twitch
But if I hit you with the shotty, bitch
I bet that body flip
Rasha caught him with them zombie tips
And made his body spin

You niggas leap, you feelin' froggy, bitch
My niggas doggies, bitch
Run up on him with that forty, bitch
And go retarded, bitch
Fuck ya feelings, ain't no sorries, bitch
No sorries, bitch
Shoot that nigga and his shorty, bitch, shorty, bitch

Bodies bitch, make that body flip
You know I don't know karate, bitch
We droppin' bodies, bitch
They say shootin' is my hobby, bitch
And I'm a problem, kid
Walk up on him with revolvers
I ain't with that talkin' shit, shhh...

Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitch
Oh, you ain't know? They call me
Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitch
Oh, you ain't know? They call me
Bobby, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm Bobby, bitch
Oh, you ain't know? They call me
Bobby, bitch, Bobby, bitch

And I'm shootin' niggas left to right
If they ain't steppin' right
My lil' nigga keep that weapon tight
He'll leave you dead on sight
Look lil' nigga, we the flexin' type
You feel like flexin', aight?
Put a bullet in ya head tonight
We leave you dead tonight

Tell that bitch I need some head tonight
I got my cheddar right
She said, how much you tryna spend tonight?
I got the better price
I said, I can't even spend the night
I gotta catch a flight
But I still touch it down like Jerry Rice
Jerry Rice, touchdown

Bodies bitch, make that body flip
You know I don't know karate, bitch
We droppin' bodies, bitch
They say shootin' is my hobby, bitch
And I'm a problem, kid
Walk up on him with revolvers
I ain't with that talkin' shit, shhh...

You already know who you speaking to man
A.K.A. Trigga the hot nigga, man
I'll be home soon, man, real, real soon, man
Yo, Bobby Shmurda talk that hot shit, nigga
Ah, ah, ah, what up, Brody?
Ain't shit man you know I'm chillin' how I'm chillin' and all that
Bobby, bitch, Bobby, bitch