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Tech N9ne » My Wife, My Bitch, My Girl
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	(Intro: Big Krizz Kalico & Tech N9ne) Real cocky Real sloppy Drunk at the club and y'all can't stop me (Tech N9ne:) Super star style Whoop the are pounds Out the roof, scoop the group we be troopin' large crowds Yes we are foul And we rich now Used to be all of me, but it's all on the bitch now They wanna get me stuck, they commin' into my world It's too late I got, my wife, my bitch, my girl (Verse 1: Tech N9ne) I was nineteen Met a nice queen Car was light green Naughty as ice cream But she too jealous Nickaleas Sort of ridiculous With the liffa kickin' it We can never be inconspicuous (My bitch) Rolls with me It's so sickly In love with me But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys But go get me, in the wee hours to get me slow quickys So sticky Roll with my homies she so shifty (My wife) Married a monsta Carried a youngsta Said if you cheated it you will come back to hunt ya She said my filthy world Makes her wanna hurl And that's my first verse My wife, my bitch, my girl (Hook x2: Tech N9ne) Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick She gotta go and blow her grip Because it's all unload on a bitch One is no trip But two had mo lip And three I just can't cope with My wife, my bitch, my girl (Verse 2: Tech N9ne) Got a nice anus And it's right ain't it Can't really touch durin' the day but in the night tame it Usin' fight language When she take inches Great bitches Gettin' busy on the weight benches (My bitch) Got a big butt A big slut Who get big bucks You might look up and get your chick sucked Cause she's bi-sex Keep her thighs wet Spontaneous I don't know what we gon try next (My wife) Go a ghetto booty like Naomi Imma tell you like Jayo say All my bitches havin' fancy dreams And all my bitches wearin' Applebottom jeans My wife, my bitch, my girl (Hook) (Verse 3: Tech N9ne) If one's trippin' The other's for fun flippin' You coo She run's limpin' You end up with funds missin' You foo Come wicked your women become visious and cruel Dump checkin' to some funds with some checks and you loose Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin' I done challenged the way of Mystical powers and hinted I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight I'm defiant with an evil twist my girl, my bitch, and my wife Ain't no bitch on this planet that is a match for me They get sick and they stand it cause Ninna packs the three Have to be Crash to see If naturally to cause a catastrophe Exsactaly (My wife) Don't like me (My bitch) Get's hyphy (My girl) Might knife me twice just to spite me (My wife) If I break her heart (My bitch) It'll rip her apart (My girl) But I'm the smarter y'all (My wife, my bitch, my girl) (Hook x4)
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