Candlebox

Candlebox - Bitches Brewin' lyrics

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You're at an all time low, you're giving in

I've got some blood to spill, it's simple kid

Come on come on now back that smack up swing

Uh oh, talk the talk

Uh oh, mean old dog

Oh no, bitches brewing

Uh oh... bitches brewin'



Hey- I'm at your beckon call, and I'm dressed for sin

Yes I've got some sick shoes on, let's get it swingin'

Voice too hot for pop must be that fuckin' yo

Uh oh, talk the talk

Uh oh, walk the walk uh oh

Baby I want you to answer me come on



Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed so sleep in it

I saw you comin'

Hey hey, talking shit won't fix this bitch

She's cold and you'll never win

You will never win



You're at an all time high, and you're slinging shit

If you had an inch of soul, baby you would benefit

Fess up or unrest in peace you'll know

Uh oh, talk that talk

Uh oh, walk the walk uh oh

Baby I think you should fuckin' scream come on



Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed so sleep in it

I saw you comin'

Hey hey, talking shit won't fix this bitch

She's cold

And you will never win



Ooh ma mama ma so

Some say it's your motherfuckin' bed so sleep in it

I saw you comin'

Hey hey, talking shit won't fix this bitch

She's cold

And you will never



Some say it's your motherfuckin' bed get in and

Hey hey, I saw you coming

Talking shit won't fix this bitch now

Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed won't you get in

Cause you will never win
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Language: English

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