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Song

I Got Yo Bitch

Future

Dirty Sprite, 2011, English

Lyrics

Pick up to six lines to make a card.

Kid
Astronaut, nigga
Got your bitch
Future
Got your bitch with me
You know how that shit go, fool
Ayy
A quarter million worth of ice, I got your bitch with me, nigga
Whole brick around my wrist, I got your bitch with me, nigga
When i smash off in that coupe, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I'm throwing money out the roof, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
Jury got me high, I don't wanna come down
I'm fresh like a dope boy smoking out a pound
These shots cause a racket
Got designer on my back
Got them goons in the front
I make a hundred k a month
I'm a young boss nigga and I gotta prove a point
I'm kicking shit with your bitch, backstage smoking joints
Louis V around my waist, I'm a A1 maniac
I got the city on my back
I got your city on my back
I got these bitches on my back
They on the stage doing a tootsie roll
I controlled all my hoes, no remote control
She had your heart inside her panties and she let it go
I'm leaving out the club and I'm like, "Let it go"
A quarter million worth of ice, I got your bitch with me, nigga
Whole brick around my wrist, I got your bitch with me, nigga
When i smash off in that coupe, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I'm throwing money out the roof, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
If your bitch pop up on my radar then I'ma fuck her
They be like "Rocko? Man, I hate that little fucker"
Better move her to Augusta if you love her
I fuck on the counter, not under the cover
Damn, babe, we low key, we undercover
She could stand low with you, my nigga, oh I love her
I fuck her in the runner, I don't need incidentals
Only no deposit, I could fuck her in the closet
Pull off exhausted can't believe you sproused it
I fuck her on the house, my nigga, how you house that?
I let you niggas lay up, I just slam
If you don't give a fuck, I don't give a damn
A quarter million worth of ice, I got your bitch with me, nigga
Whole brick around my wrist, I got your bitch with me, nigga
When i smash off in that coupe, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I'm throwing money out the roof, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I'm lit up like a stadium
Ballin' on gymnasium
We smashing in the coupe
I got your bitch, I'm 'bout to play with her
Jimmy Choo gon stay on her
Another bitch gon lay on her
Quarter million worth of diamond, yeah, you know I'm cold as fuck
I'm fly as fuck, you know what's up, your little dots don't make enough
Go to Gucci, buy it up, a gram of kush, I roll it up
My purple cup dirtier than her, I like it when they slutty
And I love my drank muddy, do the dash with my buddies
Throwing money out the roof, it ain't up for discussion
I can scoop her when I want to, I can hit her when I want to
Future hotter than sauna, driving fast like Daytona
With your bitch turn the corner, we at the W, I'm putting it on her
A quarter million worth of ice, I got your bitch with me, nigga
Whole brick around my wrist, I got your bitch with me, nigga
When i smash off in that coupe, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I'm throwing money out the roof, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga
I got your bitch, I got your bitch with me, nigga