Dat Bit*h Lyrics

Dat Bit*h lyrics

feat. Missy Elliott

Yo.. (f**k that nigga, look at her toes)
Yo! (You know you like toes nigga)
Bit*hes be talkin too much out here (God DAMN mami, you the one!)
.. Dat bit*h, dat bit*h (Nigga that's that bit*h right there)
.. Dat bit*h, dat bit*h
.. Dat bit*h, dat bit*h, dat bit*h (Always poppin off at the mouth)
.. Dat bit*h, dat bit*h
Turn it up some!  Turn my voice up some
That BIT*H!
.. Dat bit*h (Where the f**k you at?)
.. Dat bit*h, dat bit*h, dat bit*h
Funk Doctor Spock (Where she at yo?)
.. Dat bit*h, dat bit*h, dat bit*h (There she go, there she go yo)
(Nigga there she go) Over there that bit*h (Nigga there she go)
(Nigga here we go..)

Yo, dat bit*h - the one that'll shut her mouth
Don't give a f**k if not my album out
Dat bit*h, that'll hustle too
Pull out the baby .380 ask, 'Who the f**k are you?'
Dat bit*h - that'll go out like +Army Men+
Dat bit*h - wrappin her hair in Barbie pins
When the pressure's on, you'll find a bomb in your car
in your trunk on the road to Arlington
Yo, dat bit*h - the one that'll take control
Brought me a 2-way when my pager broke
Dat bit*h - that'll love to f**k, take it in the butt
When the Doc comes, she won't wipe it up
Dat bit*h - that'll whip a car better than me
Yo, dat bit*h - splittin cigars better than me
Dat bit*h - tattooes on her back and arm
And you see my name when the track is on
Dat bit*h - that'll jump out dolo
With her toes in a pump with a shotgun pump out
Dat bit*h - that'll roll proper, two phones
One for tricks and one for callin the Doctor
 
Dat bit*h - that'll give me brain when I'm thinkin
Dat bit*h - that's makin me more insane than a ink pen
Dat bit*h - that ain't scared to whup her kids
Know to bail Doc out when my as* in the precinct

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Dat bit*h, the one that'll shut her mouth
That'll keep it on the low what I'm all about
Dat bit*h, when I'm on the run, she give me a gun
* 1 - Hide me out at her father's house
* 2 - Hide me out at her momma's house
Dat bit*h, that'll give me brain when I'm thinkin
Dat bit*h, that's makin me more insane than a ink pen
Dat bit*h, Doc need a real bit*h for this
go-rilla, rilla, rilla, rilla

[Missy Elliott]
I'm dat beatch, B-I, T, C-H
Won't f**k a nigga until it's payday
Make him think I'm in love, oooh baby
f**k witcha nigga, makin motherf**kers hate me
Dat beatch - I'm in the classified
Dat beatch - make a nigga go and buy me a ride
Do you know who, I be?
I'm the M-I crooked, letter Y nigga
Bad to the Bizzy Bone
Quick bit*h talk sh*t night long
I run shit, done done shit
Pop a gun shit, slap a bum bit*h
Dat beatch - yo you heard it first from me
Dat beatch - ain't nuttin but the same O.G.
Dat beatch - I'm, rollin and strokin
and jokin and workin I'm

[Chorus]

[Missy Elliott]
Heyyyyy, you're the only one for me
Yeahhhh-ahhh-ehhhhhh
Reggie Noble.. keep it gangsta.. eh-hehh, mmmm
She's the one, she's the one, only one
Heyy-eyyy, lives her life, pays the price
When she keeps it gangsta, yeahhh-hahhh
Ohhhhh, yeahhhhahhhh.. {*fades out*}