Kool Keith

Kool Keith - Bitch Gets No Love lyrics

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Yo J  you bought this bitch's food
 Yo  these bitches ain't payin for shit
 They up here eatin  and gettin ready to plan
 to go to somebody else's house after this
 They usin us man  fuck this!

 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}

 Bitch you got a fat stomach
 Your braids look tacky  and you're fuckin broke
 Like Rakim said  _I Ain't No Joke_
 You're posin as a high class stinky-ass hoodrat
 Fuck behind any man's back, bum bitch at the Shark Bar
 Lookin like an aardvark with a fucked up parked car
 Got the nerve to have a diamond, I'm embarassed you keep rhymin
 Fuck you Simple Simon -- materialistic and twisted
 Fake mink, buy your own fuckin drink
 Big shots sport you but you got a fuckin weave and I can even
 grab a white girl and a black woman body in my world
 Beverly Hills flashy shit, you on some classy girl shit
 Drivin a drug dealer's BMW, your license ain't even fuckin legit
 Just stop and quit it, you need to admit it
 You're broke and strippin
 Livin in the Motel 8, you're fuckin jailbait
 Tattoos with names on your arms
 Bighead babies with diapers, frontin fucks
 Gettin in a basketball player's Mercedes
 Fucked up faces tryin to hang in romantic places
 Get the fuck out of here
 your friends too they gon' need some ends too
 Look for somethin what? With funky-ass G strings all up in your butt
 Way to feed this elephant, this bitch is always hungry
 Ghetto superstar tryin to be intelligent

 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}

 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}
 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}
 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}
 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "And I said look hear bitch!"}

 Peep game at the frame stand, you ugly bitches front on my man
 Not my type, the assholes that always wear them black pants
 thinkin they hype -- con women, parasites
 Lick a nigga ass in valet parkin, just to get a Puff Daddy ticket
 Them corny bitches livin wicked
 Guest-list bitch, wearin Tommy Girl cologne over piss
 Wantin motherfuckers to call her Miss
 In the club, you try to look like Deborah Cox with a fucked up house
 I bet you got roaches and mouse
 Look at sperm around your fuckin mouth
 You can't even cook a meal right like a good woman down South
 Runnin your mouth with a million dollar pussy stinkin
 There's Massengil on the table while you rollin a blunt
 watchin En Vogue on the cable - gettin your hair sewed in
 cause your facial expression, lookin like a fuckin rodent
 Loosen up bitch! Stiff like the Tin Man
 Don't even lingerie; always talkin about your dead man
 Used to be a gangster -- I don't wanna hear that shit I'm eatin
 I got some fine Puerto Rican girls I'm meeting
 Y'all stay with these wack-ass has-beens
 I'm leavin with the quickness
 Y'all plastic monkeys at the Greek picnics

 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}
 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}
 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "Look hear bitch!"}
 Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
 {cut n scratch: "I said look hear bitch!"}

 Bitch gets no love
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