MC Eiht

MC Eiht - Me &; My Bitch lyrics

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[EIHT]

Geah (check it out)

One two, one two

Hey

Geah (one two one two)

Check it out, uh



I can't fuck with a proper bitch

Cause she wants me to save her

I can't flow

I'd rather fucks with a greedy bitch (geah)

Cause the bitch is much cheaper

So here we go



[HIE TIMES]

There's a thin line between a dollar and a hand which just connected

With that hand belonged to you then you'd be the one that's most suspected

So to deal with this here, I needs all of mine

Cause stacking G's and smoking trees is really all that's on my mind

And I'm trying to find me a chicken with thick legs and smooth skin

With a cool panty line and lots of paper to spend

Cause where me and Eiht about to go

I know there's chickens for days

You best to bring your Ben Franklins

But never will we pay to play

It's more the other way around cause nowadays that's how it goes

So grab the rest of your girls and let me put a lock on this door

We gon' to be doin this all night or release till we run outta smoke

But see that shit will never happen so just prepare to get stroked

Cause the way we like to do don't get no better than this

Mission one is now done, hop in the Beamer with Slip

So while the players are still hating, trying to ruin the game

You'll see Eiht and Hight T travelling plane to plane



[EIHT]

I can't fuck with a proper bitch

Cause she wants me to save her

I can't flow

I'd rather fuck with a hoodrat

Cause the bitch is much cheaper, so here we roll



Geah

One two one two

Geah

One two one two

Check it out

One two one two 

Geah



When I gotta

Rolls Royce for the bitches that want up in it

With a black super sport next to a 5 hundred Benz

Ends out the anus making 'em famous

Racketeerin now I'm flippin while I'm tipping and taking trips 'cross the border

Under cover watch my ki's keep jinglin'

Got the page from my nigga H.B. he's bringin

Top dollar bitches, who got love to give

Ain't no time for playing games, get down like you live

We might spend a little ends tonight, so get it cracking (geah)

No time for masquerades, Boom Bam pull down the shades can we hurry

I got a little business at 9

Quickly I slides out

To the next hide out

Underground tunnels

Can't see me on top

You know my little senorita

I roll for the drop

Keeps me paid 

Cause ain't nuthin' changed but the weather

No sneak attacks she's strapped with the Beretta

Whatever y'all bounces and whatever y'all ounce is whatever you need

We deliver with speed



I can't fuck with a proper bitch (geah)

Cause she wants me to save her

I can't flow

I'd rather fuck with a hoodrat

Cause the bitch is much cheaper

So here we go, uh



Just me and my bitch, me and my bitch

By any means do anything to keep us rich

She hops on the plane for the return trips

In and out, back and forth just to stack my chips

I said...



Nobody knows my name, who's in the limos?

Tinted windows, fuck toss in the demos

Wrong one son, heavy weights the rap

And if you can't start with a hundred best beware for the cap

Keep it moving and guns keep tucked up in the coat

Judge Dredd and the feds on my back when I float

Gots my little senorita on my way to the shop

I'm on my way back to the West to plea no contest

False arrest

But y'all know how O.J. did it (geah)

Cost about 2 million get me straight acquitted

D.A. on the payroll, two steps ahead

Keeps a smile on my face, you in a ?powder? of red

Best bring my cash and don't be late

My senorita with your product get it straight upstate

Locked down

Got a gang of stories for my celly

Return trips with chips strapped to her belly

Meet her at the telly, collect my fee

While your counting from the pen, I'll hit y'all up at 3



I said

Me and my bitch, me and my bitch

By any means, do anything to keep us ritch

She hops on the plane for the return trips

In and out, back and forth just to stacks my chips



I can't fuck with a proper bitch

Cause she wants us to save her

I can't flow

We'd rather fuck with the greedy bitches

Cause they outs to get paper

So here we go...



Uh, Half Ounce one time (hello!)

Check it out

Half Ounce one time

Just me and my bitch
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