Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - My Wife, My Bitch, My Girl songtekst

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[Intro: Big Krizz Kalico & Tech N9ne]

Real cocky

Real sloppy

Drunk at the club and y'all can't stop me



[Tech N9ne]

Super star style

Whoop the are pounds

Out the roof, scoop the group we be troopin' large crowds

Yes we are foul

And we rich now

Used to be all of me, but it's all on the bitch now

They wanna get me stuck, they commin' into my world

It's too late I got, my wife, my bitch, my girl



[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

I was nineteen

Met a nice queen

Car was light green

Naughty as ice cream

But she too jealous Nickaleas

Sort of ridiculous

With the liffa kickin' it

We can never be inconspicuous (My bitch)

Rolls with me

It's so sickly

In love with me

But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys

But go get me, in the wee hours to get me slow quickys

So sticky

Roll with my homies she so shifty (My wife)

Married a monsta

Carried a youngsta

Said if you cheated it you will come back to hunt ya

She said my filthy world

Makes her wanna hurl

And that's my first verse

My wife, my bitch, my girl



[Hook: Tech N9ne 2X]

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go and blow her grip

Because it's all unload on a bitch

One is no trip

But two had mo lip

And three I just can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl



[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

Got a nice anus

And it's right ain't it

Can't really touch durin' the day but in the night tame it

Usin' fight language

When she take inches

Great bitches

Gettin' busy on the weight benches (My bitch)

Got a big butt

A big slut

Who get big bucks

You might look up and get your chick sucked

Cause she's bi-sex

Keep her thighs wet

Spontaneous I don't know what we gon try next (My wife)

Go a ghetto booty like Naomi

Imma tell you like Jayo say

All my bitches havin' fancy dreams

And all my bitches wearin' Applebottom jeans

My wife, my bitch, my girl



[Hook]



[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

If one's trippin'

The other's for fun flippin'

You coo

She run's limpin'

You end up with funds missin'

You foo

Come wicked your women become visious and cruel

Dump checkin' to some funds with some checks and you loose

Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin'

I done challenged the way of Mystical powers and hinted

I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight

I'm defiant with an evil twist my girl, my bitch, and my wife

Ain't no bitch on this planet that is a match for me

They get sick and they stand it cause Ninna packs the three

Have to be

Crash to see

If naturally to cause a catastrophe

Exsactaly (My wife)

Don't like me (My bitch)

Get's hyphy (My girl)

Might knife me twice just to spite me (My wife)

If I break her heart (My bitch)

It'll rip her apart (My girl)

But I'm the smarter y'all (My wife, my bitch, my girl)



[Hook 4X]


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