Waptrick Obie Trice - Bad Bitch Song Lyrics

  • [Intro]

    [strached "Obie"]

    [Chorus - Timbaland]

    He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"

    Said she want to roll and get to know Obie

    Claming that she love everything that he do, heeeey

    He got a bad bitch, said she recognize a "G"

    Said she want to roll, and get to know Obie

    Claming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey

    [Verse 1 - Obie Trice]

    Yes it's O. Trice, I done jumped outta heights

    Writing to the microphone life, yeah this is right

    This is less stringuest niggaz, this is tight

    This is more dividends niggaz, get it right

    Stomping like Timberlands niggaz, a pair of Nikes

    But this is more Timbaland nigga and Obie Trice

    The combination is invading stations, air waves

    And rest haven on your listeners membranes (woo!)

    I done payed some change, I got Timbo

    This is not a brainy thang, yo this is simple

    Get your ass up and dance, to the tempo

    Exchange your stiff frame, with that of a more limbo

    Grab shorty sippin' on that Shirley Temple

    With that ass hanging out, and pinch her on that pimple

    On her ass hanging out, nigga advance

    This a world of a night, better start with the pants


    [Verse 2 - Obie Trice]

    Yeah, let's keep this shit in motion (motion)

    Cause we gon hang out 'til we hung over then I.V. Profin

    Adios when (os when)

    I fucked them thighs, who influenced with the game that was spoken

    I'ma make sure she open (open)

    Ménage-a-trois in these's days and times got my shit growing

    And she's hoein' (hoein')

    And I'm ignoring' the lies she throwing', how she won't perform?

    I feed her a blunt throw on the "Quiet Storm"

    She repeatedly cum, insistently all morn'

    And she needed cause funs up in the purse not growin

    Bitch beat it my one's you gets none (nada)

    To feel she's treated as if a Playboy or lpay her dumb

    I skeeted so bitch your Playboy is on the run

    Deleted the bitch, outta direct connection

    Thanks for calming' down, my erection, hun


    [Verse 3 - Obie Trice]

    Yeah, I speak the words of experience (oh) lady I'm serious

    Lyrics on my deliverance, is oh so vivid bitch

    Oh no hoes up, hoes I spit it bitch (spit it)

    Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this (spit it)

    I'ma outta order cause I break the ice

    And squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guys

    Swimming in women they claming they like my style

    Treat 'em like Ike and ride (bitch!)

    I don't a fuck I got the height, sure your right

    I'm Barry White tonight (hey) you feeling' alright

    Got a buzz and this huzzie saying O's her type

    I take her to the high-end and strike (ahh)

    Trick for hire, I'll never buy her to bite

    Despite she tight, I'll tell the bitch you can have a nice life

    See I'm working with these I's in this rhymes

    It's I's, all's that not a aus-tin time


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