Bitch Up Off Me lyrics

Artist  : Ed Og 
Song : Bitch Up Off Me



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f/ Black Coffey







Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Yo I had to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me







Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Yo I had to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me







[Verse One]



I know this chick named Maria



Who like to get freaky when she smoke a little
cheebah



Drink and (?)



Make a pesimest a believer



You start the game, and I'm a come in as the
reliever



I'm a do it how we did it on "Humboat"
and "Ceeva"



Leave it to beaver we leave to Tyrone Weaver



Scorch you like Scarlett Fever, with her hot
ass



Gave me a look like I was on a hot block, and a
cop passed



Threw his style at me smiled at me



On a Friday night outside of Packie's



Now I'm drinking and thinking the gig's up



She told me she likes to get 'izzed up



And all that talk I was doing could I live up



And that I had to put change up



If I want to blow the frame up



Now we hittin' L's thinking 'bout mixing cells



Sex cells, but we ain't paying for it



We got a saying for it, we never paying for it







[Chorus with Black Coffey in Backround]



Tricked by God for me...Cuz' I ain't got time



Can't get rid of me...Cuz' I got to gets mine







Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Yo I had to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me







[Verse Two]



Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Birds out for cheedar, flock together



And they want to live flossy



Everytime we argue it costs me



My baby know that she loves me



How could something so beautiful come out of
something so ugly



If it a shock unplug me



Like the energy generated when she come and hug
me



Look at the rut that you in



I'll never ever touch you again



Thats blown like the gust of the wind



And now I got a wife of my own



And you should get a life of your own



I should have never slept with a birdie like
you



Now you got my little girl being dirty like
you



You too consumed with what I've earned



And what I've learned



For my daughter you ain't too concerned



And when she gets older



You going be the first one to feel the cold
shoulder



For the wrong shit you showed her



I'm a good brother you push away when you should
love her



Now how that make you a good mother







[Chorus with Black Coffey in Backround]



Tricked by God for me...Cuz' I ain't got time



Can't get rid of me...Cuz' I got to gets mine







Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Yo I had to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me







[Verse Three]



Yo, messing round' with you could mean giving up
the fam'



I with my girl you stay with you man



But my feelings keep fighting, the thought's too
inviting



Of how we going do it just makes it more
exciting



Both playing the game on some out of bounds
shit



It couldn't happen round' the way saw some out of
town shit



It's a sticky situation like the green not the
brown shit



I stay up in it while you niggas just around
it



Her man's the type to see a nigga buy a beer



And I'll be wondering do he got any idea



Is his eyes clear, he got trees and want to blow
something



Giving me that look like he knows something



Now we in it and commited ain't no time to be
fearful



Fuck trying to be careful







[Chorus with Black Coffey in Backround]



Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Yo I had to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me







Yo I got to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she want to get rich up off me



Yo I had to get this bitch up off me



Cuz' she tried to get rich up off me







Tricked by God for me



I ain't tricking no chief



You got me



I said you got me messed up



So messed, so messed up



Back off me



Tricked by God for me



You can't get rid of me



Tricked by God for me



Yeah, and it's like that