Bitch lyrics

Artist  : D12 
Song : Bitch



 Send "Bitch" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

[Intro: Eminem]

Bitches always be all... gigglin and shit. (come
on BITCH)

But they get mad when there favorite song dont
come on in the club.

Catch an attitude and shit

We got one for them. goes like this



[Verse 1: Eminem]

We wrote a song for the hoes

You like to hear? here it goes

A little somethin you probably won't hear on the
radio

So when it comes on in the club it's one that
everyone knows

And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're
listening to slow

And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll
catch up, Bitch

Jew Ja Jaw Jaw Da Dun Jew Ja 

You just made me mess up, Bitch

Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah Blah

It don't matter, I'm just blabbering 

Like you understand what I'm saying Anyway 

I'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the
other

You're so fuckin drunk all you hear is the Beat
da beat

I could be sayin anything Get ya ass on the
floor

Wear the same pants that you wore from the day
before

Baby and shake that ass like a whore



[Chorus]

Yeah i'm talkin to you BITCH (get up and dance
bitch)

Wiggle that ass BITCH (yeah thats it. yeah i
called you a bitch)

What you going to do about it BITCH?

Sit there and cry like a little BITCH? BITCH.



Get up and dance BITCH (wiggle that ass bitch)


You little trash BITCH (yeah thats it. yeah i
called you a trash bitch)

Not trailer trash SWITCH

Take the person you with and exchange
partners



[Verse 2: Kuniva]

Tell me that it aint no hangin, and fuck callin
home

Untill you look at me before you answer the
phone

When i flee, your ass can get as naked and be as
free

As you wanna be freak

But i'm takin the key with me. 

You aint gonna get shit, so dont even ask

Disrespect my wishes, i'll beat your ass

Watch me comin home floor eatin half of your
doggy bag

And i leave laughin, while you callin me on the
rag

I'm the type that might cut off the lights when i
hit

And before she cut them on, Kuniva already
SWITCHED

Your ass aint even ridin with Swift unless your
goin

When i'm done, i throw you out and ask you where
you goin



[Verse 3: Bizarre]

Hoe aint the only thing you call a girl

Slut, Tramp, (oh, how you doin sir?)

Ever since i was 8, i been startin to hate

I said fuck the Ho's, started eatin cheese
cake

Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and
grapes

Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy)

Ok, back to the bitches, wash the dishes after
that

Give me stitches. a fuckin half indian chick,
suck my dick

This time tommorow, i wont remember shit

Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators

And they aint now and laters bitch.



[Chorus]



[Verse 4: Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae]

Hey baby whats up with you

Aiiyo your man here with you?

Nah, you single, i can tell(you came with them
hoes didnt you)

No you need friends girl, excuse him mr lick
it

(aiiyo lets get this party crackin these bitches
aint got bitches)

Now you know he didnt mean that (come on you seen
that)

(she all whinin and shit, get this bitch a
kleenex)

(what did he say?)

Nothin, he said you seem stressed

(naw, you got a big butt)

And you wearin your nice dress(cuz i was gonna
say)

(you wasn't gonna say shit)

(excuse me?)

He said Michael Jackson jus got another face
lift

(dumb hoe)

(oh, nigga!)

No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight

(bitch, what up though jus fuck for a buck, do
somethin strange for change, maybe holla for a
dolla, jus hop in the range)

(fuck both yall niggas)

See i was tryin to be polite, stank ass trick (oh
someone jackin off tonight)



[Verse 5: Proof]

Why you a bitch but dont choke

I say the same to my momma

I got Christina, Brittany with me, shit

We bangin Madonna

Watch her strip you on that 10 bitch aint got
change for a dollar

Blow your tounge and give kiss on your mouth you
came with a condom

Quick out is the motto and jus swallow breathe,
swallow breathe, now swallow these e's

I know you moca lotti mommys wont get down on
your knees

You wont some money honey damn you must be outta
your weave

Hit the telly fuck her belly you aint gotta go
weak

Plus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more
sleep

I'm a pimp bitch dont be shy, show me them big
tits

Your lipstick, i want it smeared all on my limp
dick

For instance, busting nuts is only my
interest

So princess, don't get your feelings hurt cuz men
jus

Partyin bullshit till she gargle and swallow my
dick

I'm takin the train to spain, don't bother callin
bitch



[Chorus]



[Outro]

Yeah, you heard me bitch.

Did i stu-stu-studder stupid?

You aint listein to the words of this song
anyways

All you do is listen to the beats with your
dumbass (BITCH)

Dancin, tryin to get a nigga money in the
club

With your stupid manuper self

I was talkin bout you Do-do

You, you dumb bitch

YOU!

The one that want a drink but dont want to pay
for it

Spend all the money you make all week on that
dress

And i spill a drink on it, actin like i'm drunk
when i'm not

I"M JUST TRYIN TO FUCK

IM JUS TRYIN TO FUCK BITCH!



(D-Twizzy, Yeah. Bitch, Bitch)