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