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J-Zone( J Zone )
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The Bum-Bitch Ballad
作詞:Jarrett Mumford
Yo, what up Zone man? Yo, what's craculatin', man? Yeah, you got a lot of folks mad last year, man That bitch magna t-shirt buggin' out on stage, yeah, yeah
All that shit, man, people got heated Yo, let me tell these girls something, man Yo, if you know you got it going on, we cool I ain't talking bad about you
But to the girls that's getting offended I mean you must be talking to you if you're gettin' mad Look like the girls right around from the Pony Cafe Yo, break it on down, man, break it on down
Every time I do a show, I catch beef with these weak ass groups And headwrap chicks drinkin' wheat grass juice Offended by my t-shirts and how I behave Just because I ain't rockin' dashiki's and braids
But if you know you ain't a bitch then you wouldn't get mad You're a fake Mya Angelou, stunt, get a job, bitch The Metro, The Scholar to The Poet's Cafe You got mad, you're a biatch and you know it that way, bitch
To the fake-ass activist headwrap chicks on the low kidnappin' dicks Bitch, stop starin' like I walked out of Bellvue If you lookin' for enlightened, men, I can't help you You got your degree? You can still be a bitch
If you knew your baby's father maybe you wouldn't be a bitch (Asshole) Who the fuck you mean, me? Stunt, you must be out of your mind Must be something in the green tea
And some of these chicks used to dance on the table Now they hatin' on me, actin' educational You can get mad, turn blue in the face But when I pee, I hit your grill so I don't ruin the drapes
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Oh, I see how it's going down もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com You know what I'm saying? Yo, if it don't apply to you, you ain't gonna get mad But, yo, it ain't only a gender thing
Some of these dudes is bitches too, man I'm gonna talk the fellas real quick Hey, you're talking about my sister I'ma start about these punk ass cats, b-b-bitch
Females are quick to get mad but it's hard to remember You can still be a bitch regardless of gender Come at me like a Muslim, nigga I saw you in Florida with a hot dog, bitch, stop lyin'
You a bitch 'cuz you told me, 'Stay underground forever' Fuck you, I want a Caddy with some dice in the mirror Catch any DJ puttin' 6 joints of mine on a mix tape We fightin' this year
Online or on stage, you took time to diss me? Thanks for the promotion, I was delighted Male or female, if the shoe fits you Blow me in the key of F sharp, biatch
Listen, you no-job having, scrub motherfucker You need to learn to respect a righteous sister I went to a show and all I heard was bitch this, bitch that Me and my fellow sisters, we don't play that shit, nigga
You grabbing yourself on stage? That's not conscious It's bullshit, where is the uplifting message? You don't deserve a goddess like me anyway So fuck you, bitch
Hey, what about me? You're nothing but a bitch Bitch, killed the bitch, yo, bitch Don't be callin' me no bitch, bitch Who you talkin' 'bout? You, bitch
Punk bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Fuck you, bitch, and kept goin' Now wait a minute, you're talking about my sister Fifty-cent juice drinkin', bitch
Biatch
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