Me & My Bitch

It's just me (it's just me mayne)

And my bitch (and my biatch)

She hates my guts (she hate my guts)

And makes me sick (I can't stand her)

I curse her out (HOE!)

She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!)

Then we make up (we make up mayne)

Fuck on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

UHHH!

My main batch in the front yard finna fight my other

batch

Try'na grab each other by each other hair and pull out

a patch

Both of them got Vaseline on they face so they both

don't get scratched

My neighbors ain't trippin (why?) cause they use to

that

The police don't response cause they know they won't be

right back

Togetha, foreva, like that? Yup like that

Never Chris Makin under? even though pressure bust

sprits

My bitch got my back whether I'm wrong or I'm right

I'm a gangsta and not no little management psychosanian

bad

A lightway part time convenience she like when I make

her laugh

The other day we was jsut kickin it at powwowing and

shit

Have a breakfast at the waffle house, cheese eggs and

grits

Then all of a sudden come rushing some on mysterious

bitch

Talking and hooping and hollering bout she pregnant and

shit

I reached back as far as I can go I can get

Then I slapped the shit out that hoe with the back of

my fist

Seems like everytime a nigga get home (get home)

A nigga done did sumthin wrong (sumthin wrong)

Caught me sex texting on the smart phone (smart phone)

I'm like "what the fuck is this bitch on? " (bitch on)

Her parents don't really like her cause we know we be

on that thug love

And they don't get off in our business cause comments

thicker than blood

But her brothers be try'na to test me size me up and

mean mug

But they know that I pack that iron and I'm glued with

the gloves

For the most part we cool and I respects they gangsta

I gotta baby by they sister we family I ain't no

stranger

Me and my bitch got one of them love/hate relationships

we some fools

Break up to make up then fuck cussing arguing infused

She don't wanna see me with her and I don't wanna she

her with you

But the problem with me and her is all we do is accuse

But at the end of the fuckin day, I'm her man not her

mouse

She got mo money than me, but I wear the pants in this

house (BIATCH!)

Can't live with em, can't live without em

We put our trust in, but we still doubt em

Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my bitch

Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my bitch

I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty draws

I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty draws

(UHH!)

Can't live with em, can't live without em

We put our trust in but we still doubt em

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