Bitch lyrics

[Bizarre]

We got something for the bitches

[Intro: Eminem]

These bitches always be all, giggling and shit

But they get mad when their favorite song don't come on in the club

Catch an attitude and shit

So we got one for them, it goes like this

[Verse 1: Eminem]

We wrote a song for the hoes

You like to hear it, here it goes

A little something you probably won't hear on your radios

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

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

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

Ju jah jah jah dah du ju jah, you just made me mess up, bitch

Blibiri babiler blabber, 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 fucking drunk all you hear is the beat b-b-beat

I could be saying anything, just get your ass on the floor

Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before

Baby and shake that ass like a whore

[Hook: Eminem and Kon Artis]

Yeah, I'm talking to you, bitch

Get up and dance, bitch

Wiggle that ass, bitch

Yeah that's it, bitch

Yeah, I called you a bitch, 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, that's it

Yeah, I called you a trash, bitch

Not trailer trash, switch

Take the person you with and exchange partner, bitch

[Verse 2: Swifty]

Tell me that it ain't no hanging and fuck calling home

Until you look at me, before you answer the phone

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

As you wanna be freak, but I'm taking the key with me

You ain't gonna get shit, so don't even ask

Disrespect my wishes bitch I'll beat your ass

Watch me coming home full, eating half of your doggy bag

And I leave laughing, while you calling 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 ain't even riding with Swift unless you're hoeing

When I'm done, I'll throw you out and ask you where you going

[Verse 3: Bizarre]

Ho ain't the only thing you call a girl

Slut, Tramp

(Oh, how you doing, Sheryl)

Ever since I was eight I been starting to hate

I said fuck the hoes and started eating cheesecake

Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberries and grapes

Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy!)

Okay back to the bitches, wash the dishes after that

Give me stitches, a fucking half Indian chick, sucked my dick

This time tomorrow, I won't remember shit

Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators

And they ain't now and laters, bitch

[Hook]

[Kon Artis] Hey, baby, what's up with you

[Dina Rae] Hey

[Kuniva] Ayo, your man here with you

[Dina Rae] Nope

[Kuniva] Nah, you single, I can tell

[Kon Artis] You came with them hoes, didn't you

[Dina Rae] Huh

[Kuniva] No, he meant friends girl, excuse him, it's the liquor

[Dina Rae] Hahahaha

[Kon Artis] Ayo, let's get this party cracking these bitches ain't got nigga's

[Kuniva] Damn, now you know he didn't mean that

[Dina Rae] Come on, you seen that

[Kon Artis] She all whining and shit, get this bitch a Kleenex

[Dina Rae] What did he say

[Kuniva] Nothing, he said you seem stressed

[Kon Artis] Naw, you gots big breasts

[Dina Rae] Huh

[Kuniva] And you wearing your nice dress

[Dina Rae] Cause I was gonna say

[Kon Artis] Oh, you wasn't gonna say shit

[Dina Rae] Excuse me

[Kuniva] He said Michael Jackson just got another face lift

[Dina Rae] Oh

[Kon Artis] Dumb ho

[Dina Rae] Nigga

[Kuniva] No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight

[Kon Artis] Bitch, what up though

Just fuck for a buck, do something strange for change

Or make me holla for a dolla, just hop in the range

[Kuniva] Shh, shit, shut up nigga, no, shut up

[Dina Rae] Man, fuck both of y'all niggas

[Kuniva] See I was trying to be polite, stank ass trick

[Kon Artis] Oh, somebody is jacking off tonight

[Verse 4: Proof]

Oh you a bitch but don't choke

I say the same to my Momma

I got Christina, Britney with me

Shit, we banging Madonna

Watch her strip you on that ten bitch ain't got change for a dollar

Blow your tongue and give this one the mouth you came with a condom

Quick cum is the motto, so just swallow and breathe

Swallow and breathe, now swallow these seeds

I know you mocha lotti Mommies won't get down on your knees

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

Hit the telly fuck her belly you ain't gotta go weak

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

I'm a pimp bitch don't 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 cause men just

Party and bullshit till she gargle and swallow the dick

I'm taking the train to spain, don't bother calling me, bitch

[Hook]

[Outro: Kon Artis And Eminem]

Yeah you heard me bitch, did I stu-stu-stutter stupid

You ain't listein to the words of this song anyway

All you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass, bitch

Dancing, trying to get a nigga money in the club with your stupid manipular self

We was talking bout you DODO

You, you dumb bitch you

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

Spend all your money you make all week on that dress

And I spill a drink on it, acting like I'm drunk when I'm not

I'm just trying to fuck

I'm just trying to fuck, bitch

• Artist:D12
• Album:D12 World (2004)