Lyrics:
Beeyatch! It's a fool 'cause I'm in Texas-Arkana right? I seen baby girl, she say, look ah uh you know what I say to myself I say, she look like
Cassidy bitch It's Cassidy clique It's Cassidy beeyatch Ayo, what'chu know 'bout this world I'm in Every night I twist up and get drunk 'til I hurl
Sup? Short Dogg back in the house beeyatch! And it don't stop to the beat Ain't no thang but a chicken wing We gonna do it like this one mo' time
[Intro:] And it don't stop to the beat, baby Funky Fresh on the microphone One time for your mind, beeyatch (Beeyatch) Short Dogg's in
back Yo P, take me to the streets, that's where my heart is at You make em say Ughhhhhhh! I make em say beeyatch Together we can flip
know what I'm sayin, Warren motherfuckin G beeyatch You know what I'm sayin, it's 94 that's how we doin it Ain't nuthin but a Long Beach thang doe big
Those bitches wouldn't stand me till they Saw me on they screen But it's cool, really I ain't worried about a beeyatch I got too much money to Be worried
understood I'm gonna explain somethin' to you (Beeyatch) Check this out, bitch To be a bitch, you don't necessarily Have to have a pussy in your pants
crib and start robbin throbbin, I'll break a nigga down in the 90's maxin at the Pound wit my doggs is where you'll find me Beeyatch..
us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap Now that's what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!) I second the emotion you was dropped the clique (yeah
with a jonez like Indiana Never fuck a broad white as Vanna, I like em tanner Always lookin for pussy, detect a freak like a scanner I say "Beeyatch
game. They call me Too $hort, baby I'm still in it. Ain't no camouflage, nuttin' but this real pimpin'...beeyatch. [Chorus: (x3)] ...pimpin' ain't
like Indiana Never fuck a broad white as Vanna, I like em tanner Always lookin for pussy, detect a freak like a scanner I say "Beeyatch! My name is
feat. Devin the Dude, Cutty Cartel [Intro: Too $hort (& Cutty)] Nasty bee-yatch (let's go niggaz don't know what to deal a hoe) You just a tramp hoe
still catch me hangin' out In the muthafuckin' club One love (One love, nigga!), sippin' Moet Holla'in at cha bitch (Beeyatch!) All by my lonely,
(you wanna fight?) I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch (bee-yatch) A nigga struggle too hard for what I got (Hustle) and doubled every
no niggas like that He'll get us all cracked If the police was behind us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap Now that's what I call a beeyatch
it tho' I'm outta this beeyatch!
it tho' I'm outta this beeyatch!
y`all A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y`all (Biy-atch!) BEEYATCH!!!!!!!!!!
(bee-yatch!) Nigga was sellin' mo woof tickets than a sold out Lennox Lewis an Evander Holyfield fight, shit, We ain't no strong or soft niggas, we savage
it tho' I'm outta this beeyatch!
Baruch atah Adonai, Eloheinu melech ha-olam Aw yeah, that's the holiday (Rum-pum-pum-pump) That's the holiday robot funk (beeyatch) Rum-pum-pum-pump
Yeah, if you want it I got it ya need it baby Yeah, its Warren G beeyatch [Jah Skills] (Jah Skills will just speak) As I enter the G-Funk Era
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