Obie Trice

Obie Trice - Bad Bitch lyrics


[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)

M´┐Żnage-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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