X Bitches lyrics

Artist  : Ice Cube 
Song : X Bitches



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[Ice Cube Talking]
Damn what you doing over
here? Whassup?
Yeah I was thinking about you
the other day
And I was thinking I should have
never fucked wit' your ass
I should have left
you right where I founnd you
My bed
(echo)

[Verse 1]
When I was with you
all you ever do was bitch
Talk shit but you
could suck dick
So I didn't sweat all the
fussin' and cussin'
On New Year's Eve the
night I was bussin'(wow)
I would stress and
strain to mantain
And didn't need to hear your
motherfucking ass complain
About niggaz in the
house (mm), feet on the couch
Talkin' all loud
(yeah), blunt in my mouth (yeah)
Bitch I got
fifty cents on this genesis
Talkin' 'bout
niggaz got to vacate the premises
(She's dead)
Homie histor
An' outa nowhere your ass got
hard
Poured out the pub, then you got
drugged
We at it again, I tried to count to
ten
There's no end to your naggin'
You
can't treat me like I'm faggin', hoe
You see
I'm saggin' (no)
Why I gotta act like a
motherfucking asshole (why)
To be king of my
motherfucking castle
You'll never be the
missus (never)
Breakin' all my dishes
And
fuck all my X-bitches

[Chorus 1]
Fuck
you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ain't
yours, the world ain't
yours
(repeat)

[Verse 2]
On an' off,
off an' on, bitch I'm grown
So stop playing on
my phone (stop)
It was a time we used to bump
and grind
And find heaven (ahh)
Without a
motherfucking reverend
Managoua twages and
bomb-ass massages
And dreams of three-car
garages
You say I'm cheating when I'm up at
the studio
Come to find out you the hoe,
oh
And you was way out
Talkin' 'bout rap,
was gonna play ya
And I was wasting my time
writing rhyme (hahaha)
You made yourself loud
and clear
You wanted me to choose between you
and my career (bitch)
Started fucking with
this baller named Chris
Couldn't resist the
Rolex on his wrist
I kept on writing my raps
with profanity
Now I'm on tour fucking bitches
like Fanady
You tried to diss this, now you
missed this
And the first and fifteenth is
like Christmas
Send me naked pictures but give
it a rest
With Mrs Ice Cube tatood on your
breast
Now you at the back door of my
show
Dressed like a hoe, axin' could you blow
(no),
Hell no but it's still delicious
Went
from rags to riches
And fuck all my
X-bitches

[Chorus 2]
Fuck you, fuck
you, especially you
The world ain't yours, the
world ain't yours
(repeat)

Now I hear
you sayin' "Yeah I used to fuck 'em"
Not
lettin' 'em know I was a young buck
then
Niggaz axin' me "Man, did you love
her?"
Loved her stupid ass enough to fuck her
with a rubber (bitch)
Now I hear, I'm your big
brother (who?)
Second cousin, friend
Bitch
since when?
Incest ain't the way I swing
(nah)
Never bought your ass a goddamn
thing
That I had to pay for
I was
hateful
Ungrateful (uh) and never
faithful
Fuckin' everything that I could get
my paws on
Walkin' through hell with gasoline
draws on
Now I'm on the mic, music is my
life
Kids and a wife, heard you was a dite
(damn)
It's your thing if you like the
switches
But it's my world and fuck all my
X-bitches

(Chorus 1)
(Chorus
2)

[Ice Cube talking]
Never go down the
same road twice
Advice from the big homie Ice
Cube
Hmm, girl you better get away from
here
I don't want that shit no more
Na,na
ahem, and don't be callin' at my mama' house
neither
I'm through wit' you. I'm through wit'
you
I done got smarter. I done got smarter
I
ain't fuckin' wit' your daughter