Lookie here dumb bitches, come one come all / I will back hand you quick, whether coochie or balls / What's up into ya draws don't decipher my reaction / So I would think twice around me before ya yappin / About who this nigga, why he gotta perm? / He wanna hit us, lemme call my cuzzo big worm / That kinda bitch deserves, a five finger palmer / Tryna keep her new born away from it's father / Bitch you's a bopper, don't flip when ya man states / Yo ass is crazy, then break fast like a pancake / Tryna keep him in, tellin him you stuck wit em / Next thing he's bleedin, from the knife that you stuck in em / You've been manipulatin, since you started fuckin em / I see this all the time, that's why I say fuck women / When they get crazy fuck the world nigga just hit em / Then rape they ass, no rubber and bust in em /

(Chorus)

I said be quiet ho / You got to wildin so / I put my drank on flo / And got you by yo throat /
I got you by yo throat, Bitch / I got you by yo throat, Skank / You dumb attention ho, Pshh / Got squeezed all on yo throat /

(Verse 2)
Ya'll got restrictions on too many thangs / Macho men asses, straight niggered down brain / Because they're weaker, I got take hits / And walk off, black eyed like a punk little bitch / I aint no lil b, you touch me there's problems / You wanna kill me?, Come one let's start squabin / You act like fighting's all about who is watchin / Talkin bout size, this aint professional boxin?! / I put my hands on a bitch to teach a lesson / Not tryna know the better physical weapon / All your Niggerdom & shiza got me stressin / I'll grab a dude's hair & poke his eyes with lit resin / Middle finger for the bitches and the norms / Two fingers to the rejected born / If a cunt gets in bitchy yappy form / Simply put that lil juggler at end of your arm / like

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I said be quiet ho / You got to wildin so / I put my drank on flo / And got you by yo throat /
I got you by yo throat, Bitch / I got you by yo throat, Skank / You dumb attention ho, Pshh / Got squeezed all on yo throat /

(Verse 3)

You got me twisted, got yo arms lifted / and think I wont smack yo ass into the next Christmas?! / Got yo lipstick, smeared on my knuckles / Up in my face, I don't care we can tussle / Ya teeth missin gone and call ya dumb muscle / I'll roller coast his brain and shove a bat up in his butt hole / (The Bitch smacker) Ha commence laughter / I'll get up out my pamper & shit on all you bastards / Say cause they coochie holdin, I see yo roof aint open / That aint enough to keep a slut's front two teeth from rollin / Propaganda, nope I don't follow / You fuckin wit some wickedness, souls I swallow / They hold a job, like bein a cop / Then they can, take a pop across they top / Too many blindy travel, a bitch Ohh yes I'll grapple / Then ram my knee so rapidly into her adams apple /

(Chorus)

I said be quiet ho / You got to wildin so / I put my drank on flo / And got you by yo throat /
I got you by yo throat, Bitch / I got you by yo throat, Skank / You dumb attention ho, Pshh / Got squeezed all on yo throat /