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Tech N9ne - My Wife My Bitch My Girl lyrics

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My Wife My Bitch My Girl

Real cocky

Real sloppy

Drunk at the club and ya'll can't stop me.

Superstar style

Whoop to our pals

Out the roof I scoop the groupie troupe and large crowds

yes we awful

and we rich now

used to be all on me but it's all on a bitch now

they wanna give me stuff the come into my world

it's too late I got my wife my bitch my girl

I was 19

meet an Nice Queen

Car was Bight Green

naughty as Ice Cream

but she jealous nickolas

sort of riduculous

whippeded kickeded it we can never be inconspicuous

my bitch rolls with me

and so sickley

in love with me

but she give me felisha ohh hickies

would go get me

and it would be hours she would give me slow quckies

so sticky

go with my homies she's so shifty

My Wife

married a monsta

carried a youngsta

said if you cheat it would come back to haunt ya

she say my filthy world

makes her wanna hurl

and that's my first verse My Wife Bitch My Girl

Chorus X2

Daddy told me that she wanna control a chick

she gotta go blow a grip cause it's all on a bitch

one is no trip and two is just mo' lip

but three i can cope wit My Wife Bitch My Girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control a chick

she gotta go blow a grip cause it's all on a bitch

one is no trip and two is just mo' lip

but three i can cope wit My Wife Bitch My Girl

Got a nice anus

and it's right ain't it

can't really touch it durin' the day but in the night taint it

using fight language

when she take inches

great bitchs

gettin' busy on the wake benches

My Bitch

got a big butt

a big slut

who get bust

you might luck up and get your chick sucked

cause she's bi-sex

keep her thighs wet

spontanious I don't know what we goin' try next

My Wife

got a ghetto booty like noemi

Imma tell like ?jayosay?

All my bitchs have been fancy dreams

and all my bitches wear apple bottoms and chains

Chorus X2

If ones trippin the others for fun pimpin you cool

she runs lippin' you end up with fundsness and you fool

come wicked you women comes viscous and cruel

dumb trickin' get to fumblin' some chicks and you lose

I done balanced the playa listical values in line

I done challenged the way of mystical powers in height

I can silence an egotiscal chick in a fight

I'm defiante with an evil twist My Girl My Bitch and My Wife

Ain't no bitch on this planet that is a match for me

they get sick and they stand it cause Nina master three

Have to be

crastacy

if not your causein' catastrophe

exactaly

MY WIFE, Don't like me!

MY BITCH, Gets hyphe

MY GIRL, Might knife me twice just to spite me

MY WIFE, If I break her hear

MY BITCH, It'll rip her apart

MY GIRL, But I'm the smarter ya'll

Chorus X4

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