Esham - Dumb Bitch Lyrics
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Dumb Bitch
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What Are The Lyrics For Dumb Bitch By Esham?
[Esham]
Bitch, ho, stink booty freak You bound to get busy, all you need is every week Hotel, motel, go and get the loot 'cause I know you so well Bitch young nasty, nasty young bitch Twitchin ass still tryin to switch A bucket full of nut, thinkin put some on the butt But you don't give a f*ck, 'cause you know you is a slut To the yellow freak, freaky deak, fuckin niggas every week Bound to get a pink of loose, bitch Let me a pink gin and crack corn, and I don't care Jimmy got Shawn, and that ain't fair You want to get my dough, be a ho And then you gotta f*ck the crew (No, no) Bitch, decide and play And if you want to be grown, I'mma f*ck you underage Say you under weight, nothin to say But damn, he ain't shit It's all about bitches, hoes, case closed You want to get busy, take off your clothes And I'mma show you how I operate The devil's in your suit, so you best to bait I got a finger in your pussy and my dick in your mouth Ticklin ya tassels, turnin ya out You say you don't dick, bitch that's bull You'se lickin on my balls, tryin to talk wit ya mouth full Now you want to front wit ya smelly cunt But when I come over ya house, you know what I want Don't give me no lip, 'cause I'mma done on your tits And when I leave your house, you say it ain't shit |
Who Wrote Dumb Bitch By Esham?
James Broad, Paul Smith, Richard Kane, Richard Sayce
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What's The Duration Of The Dumb Bitch By Esham?The duration of Dumb Bitch is 1:34 minutes and seconds. |
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