come here bitch lyrics – webbie

(feat. mannie fresh)

whoa wuz up world this ya boy fresh and i’m fina give you some pimformation about the situation ya heard only holla at the bad b*tches and i’m put
your number in my chicktionary ya heard and i’ll and i got the next wit a bad *ss c*nt let me see if yall catch the voicesurprise yall

(verse 1)
yeah you think you all that don’t cha can’t n*body tell you sh*t you the sh*t everybody with a d*ck want you keep your hair and nails did up bet
you ain’t even got no kids oh you do you keep your kids up you go to school wat you going for to be a nurse, a teacher, a lawyer do hair or what you ain’t even
got an old man hu oh you do do he spoil you give ya everything you ask for so ya point you a lady not a trap or sl*t not a freak you just like to back
your *ss up ya mommy ain’t raised a dummy yous a fan but so the street fame and the money you could p*ss up keep on dancing i’m starting to understand ya
so you the type to make them hoes put they man up the fresh white tenne shoes or the sandles make a n*gg* lose manners got d*mn it.

come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch come here b*tch (hollar at a pimp) come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch
come here b*tch b*tch (ya n*gg* is a whimp) come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch (i’ll take you to the crib) come
here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch come here b*tch come here b*tch b*tch (were a trill n*gg* live)

(verse 2)
you say you got your sh*t strait you ain’t worried bout no man taken care of you you gone git yours any way thick girl pretty face big thighs
skinny waist don’t really do the club you just heard that it was jiggalatin ain’t never been to jail couldn’t take that cell don’t smoke? can’t take that
smell smoke a lil color but a n*gg* couldn’t tell jiggle like a stripper but the cooche ain’t for sale your heart you never gave ’cause a n*gg* wasn’t real
never felt played cause you can’t play a playa instead of gettin hurt you rather chill so you chillin rather be alone then have him playin wit your
feelings i’m peepin how you actin? like you ain’t wit it actin like you some kind of virgin i kinda digg it cause i ain’t one of them them clowns around
that be bullsh*ttin neva slippin keep playin ima get it cause you s*xy


(verse 3)
remind me of the movie playas club i’m tellin ya face like diamond shape like ebony? one arched eyebrows with a belly ring doing an old crazy *ss
dance that i ain’t ever seen bet you took an hour trying to squeeze that *ss up in them jeans is that your real hair or is you stunting come here let me
see *ss out spittin butin open hold up better beeyes all low from all the smoke and i can barely see *ss break a hard d*ck in half girl marry me you like
this song hu young savage i’m the man to be i’m from louisiana but? i’ll get some sh*t on camera you would never want your man to see me grippin your *ss
cheeks p*ssy drippin water suckin boosie d*ck and screamin webbie f*ck me harder your i’d on the dresser rite outside the camcorder and every body p*sse in
the toilet i’m r*t*rded


ay ay ay respect it pimpin picture me and yo b*tch name on my license plate on the front of my cutl*ss you heard me and yo hoe starin me and yo hoe
picture me and yo b*tch at my crib on my posterpidict bed with the sleep number 16 mattress stiff and i’m giving her big long hard country d*ck yeah respect that

/ webbie lyrics