Текст песни Bitch Please - Bex 702
Flow
so
sick
I
got
the
potion
Don't
trip
hold
this
I'm
back
in
Motion
Toke
it
Smoking
So
high
I'm
toasted
Coastin
Hoe
shit
no
fucks
I'm
boastin'
Woa
kid
So
thick
but
patience
so
thin
Go
fig'
Both
twins
i
brought
them
both
in
So
pimp
yo'
chick
jus
popped
it
open
Oh
shit
that's
BEXXX
she
bout
to
go
in!
I'm
on
that
new
shit
Rude
shit
Mood
flipped
I
don't
give
2 shits
Coming
through,
move
bitch!
I'm
rockin'
new
kicks
New
fits,
too
sick
Who's
this?
Dudes
chick?
Na
playa
you
wish
All
the
facts
are
stacked
against
me
Always
strapped
with
a
tactic
to
attack
me
How
they
cackling,
as
they
act
to
back
me
Fuck
that,
watch
how
fast
the
clap
back
gon
be!
Ha!
New
me
So
sue
me
I'm
Boujie
Choosy
You
dudes
can
not
schmooze
me
Truly
unruly
I'm
looney
Murdered
out
Benz
The
panda
and
snoopy
Turn
Em
to
fans
They
Stand
up
and
'woo'
me
Not
a
star
yet,
but
I
got
the
groupies
And
still
might
steal
ya
boo
thing
Like,
Oopsies!
ya
man
jus
got
roofied
Bitch
please!
U
dont
know
me!
(You
don't
know
me,
d-d-dont
know
me)
We
ain't
homies
That
was
the
old
me
Bitch
please!
U
dont
know
me!
(You
don't
know
me,
d-d-dont
know
me)
We
ain't
homies
That
was
the
old
me
Platinum,
this
album
gon'
flatten
em
Capped
em,
these
cats
I
out
rap
em
Laugh
when
I
grab
and
dash
Pull
a
fast
one
Act
dumb,
trap
one,
then
take
the
cash,
run
Pass
front
I
snapped
on
the
track
son
Blast
'em
I
trash
talk
you
whack
bums
They
can't
catch
up
Still
tryna
latch
on
Man,
I
done
lapped
em
twice
and
gift
wrapped
'em
My
reason
to
be
Is
to
Breeze
on
the
beat
Y'all
Been
sleepin
on
me
Makin
this
so
easy
for
me
I
ain't
the
same
bitch
I
am
that
deranged
bitch
Vain
bitch
You
ain't
talkin
money
ain't
talkin
my
language
Ain't
playin'
bitch
I'm
the
one
the
fuck
you
pay
bitch
I'm
the
one
everybody
wanna
rage
wit
But
when
I
come
through
You
Betta
tuck
yo
chain
bitch
uh!
Bitch
please!
U
dont
know
me!
(You
don't
know
me,
d-d-dont
know
me)
We
ain't
homies
That
was
the
old
me
Bitch
please!
U
dont
know
me!
(You
don't
know
me,
d-d-dont
know
me)
We
ain't
homies
That
was
the
old
me
I
hit
em
where
it's
sunny
(Uh)
Ghetto
playboy
bunny
(Heyyy)
Sticky
sweet
like
honey
Yummy
all
up
in
ya
tummy
(Ahhh)
Now
tell
me
how
u
love
me
(Mmm)
So
lyrical
and
cunning
(Ye)
I
got
more
Rap
than
mummy
Man,
Nobody
seen
me
comin?
(Oh!)
Fuck
it
now
I
ain't
frontin
(Na)
I'm
Only
wit
the
stunting
(Chea)
It's
for
that
gold
I'm
gunnin
(Ha!)
N
imma
tell
u
something
(What)
I
couldn't
make
the
running
(Oh)
And
u
know
what's
so
funny?
(Huh)
Get
a
little
money
Now
they
Runnin
from
me
Bitch
please!
U
dont
know
me!
(You
don't
know
me,
d-d-dont
know
me)
We
ain't
homies
That
was
the
old
me
Bitch
please!
U
dont
know
me!
(You
don't
know
me,
d-d-dont
know
me)
We
ain't
homies
That
was
the
old
me
I
couldn't
make
the
running
Now
they
running
from
me
Ha
Ain't
it
funny?
Ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
Get
a
little
money
Now
they
runnin
from
me
Ain't
it
funny?
Ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
Run
bitch
run
bitch
run!
Run
bitch
run
bitch
run
bitch!
Bitch
please!
1 Come Outside
2 Bitch Please
3 Don't Trust 'Em
4 Fuck Up the Bag
5 Don't Want None
6 Boss Life
7 Friday Thru Friday
8 Freak Nasty
9 Losin' You
10 Discipline
11 About Me
12 What It Takes
13 Bona Fide
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