Lyrical Breakdown of My Wife, My Bitch, My Girl - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Hey! yes

Real cocky

Real sloppy

Drunk at the club and y'all can't stop me

Super star style

Whoop the are pounds

Out the roof, scoop the group we be troopin' large crowds

Yes we are foul and we rich now

Used to be all of me, but it's all on the bitch now

They wanna get me stuck, they comin' into my world

It's too late I got my wife, my bitch, my girl

I was nineteen, met a nice queen

Car was light green, naughty as ice cream

But she too jealous nickaleas

Sort of ridiculous with the liffa kickin' it

We can never be inconspicuous (My bitch)

Rolls with me, it's so sickly in love with me

But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys

But go get me in the wee hours to get me slow quickies

So sticky, roll with my homies she so shifty (My wife)

Married a monsta, carried a youngsta

Said if you cheated, it will come back to hunt ya

She said my filthy world, makes her wanna hurl

And that's my first verse, my wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go and blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip, but two had just mo lip

But three I just can't cope with

My wife, my 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, tame it

Usin' fight language when she take inches

Great bitches gettin' busy on the weight benches (My bitch)

Got a big butt, a big slut who get bucks

You might look up and get your chick sucked

'Cause she's bi sex, keep her thighs wet

Spontaneous I don't know what we gonna try next (My wife)

Go a ghetto booty like Naomi, I'ma tell you like Jayo say

All my bitches havin' fancy dreams

And all my bitches wearin' apple bottom jeans

My wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl

If one's trippin', the other's for fun flippin', you coo

She run's limpin', you end up with funds missin', you foo

Come wicked your women become vicious and cruel

Dump checkin' to someone with some check's and you lose

Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin'

I done challenged the way of mystical powers and high

I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight

I'm defiant 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 packs the three

Have to be, crash to see if natural cause a catastrophe

Exactaly, my wife don't like me, my bitch get's hyphy (My girl)

Might knife me twice just to spite me, my wife

If I break her heart, my bitch

It'll rip her apart, my girl

But I'm the smarter y'all, my wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl

Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick

She gotta go blow her grip

Because it's all on a bitch

One is no trip but two had just mo lip

But three I can't cope with

My wife, my bitch, my girl