Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Broughton
Songwriter
Gerald McCrary
Songwriter
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Playa Poncho
Producer
Taj "Mahal" Tilghman
Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Kori Anders
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Maestro
Producer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
One thing's for sure
You will get called a bitch, bitch
So motherfucking fast, bitch
$hort dawg's in the house
Bitch
[Verse 2]
What's up, bitch? You the cut-up, bitch
Fuck something, bitch, suck something, bitch
Look out, bitch, watch out, bitch
Yeah, I fucked you, bitch, then got out, bitch
Catch out, bitch, fuck that shit, motherfucker get mad?
Fuck that bitch
So, bitch, pay me, bitch, you can love me, bitch
You can hate me, bitch, straight up, bitch
[Verse 3]
Save a bitch, then pay a bitch, I don't play that, bitch
'Cause a bitch is known to get out of line
And a bitch don't understand I'm on the grind
You little bitch, I'm all about the paper
When I leave, bitch, tell 'em all about a player, go on, bitch
Come on, bitch, run home, bitch, get front on, bitch
[Verse 4]
That's right, bitch, fuck off, bitch
You get off, bitch, when you suck all them dicks
Get cut off, bitch, when I come home, bitch
Shit ain't right? Get the fuck on, bitch
Speak up, bitch, say what, bitch?
Wanna pull me down? I'ma stay up, bitch
So what, bitch? Do what you wanna do
A **** like me don't want nothing from you
I want a bitch, a real-ass bitch, you can feel that bitch
Want you feel that grip, hunnid dollar bills, bitch
I'ma still get a grip and I won't feel shit when I get a new bitch
Little bitch, back up, bitch, when I say, "You fine"
Don't act up, bitch, I slap a bitch, get smacked up, bitch
Wanna get in my way when I stack up chips?
[Verse 5]
So I call her a bitch (Bitch)
Bitch, bitch (Bitch)
Bitch, call her a bitch (Bitch)
Bitch, bitch (Bitch)
Bitch
[Verse 6]
You know what? A bitch is a once-a-month funky cock bleedin'
Bitch fell in love, but she won't stop cheatin'
Real dumb with low self esteem, fuck a **** she just met
And won't be able to see him
Later on, when she wanna get fucked some more
I said, "Bitch, why you such a stupid ho?"
You little bitch, you never could fuck with this
And every bitch that don't like it, she can suck my dick
Twenty years later, still settin' it off
Still talkin' bad 'bout them pregnant dogs
They ask me, "$hort dawg, why you talk so bad?"
Bitch disrespect me, get off in her ass
I'm pullin' ho cards (Time to learn a lesson real quick)
Ask me, "What's the definition of a bitch?"
A real bitch, she gon' know she one
Suck a dick, drink the nut and say she owe me one
Damn, bitch, you that bitch, can you do that, bitch?
Move back, bitch, say, who that bitch? I don't know you, ho
I don't sniff cocaine, I don't want no blow
Bitch, you a dummy, bitch, junkie
Bitch, funky bitch, punk-ass bitch, jump out, bitch
Get the fuck out, bitch, get cussed out, bitch
[Verse 7]
'Cause a bitch is known to get on my nerves
And a bitch don't really know when I'm on the swerve
I'm like, bitch, miss me, bitch, don't kiss me, bitch
Just lick me, bitch, you's a bitch
Knew it when I heard the beat, bitch ain't nothing but a word to me
I told you ten times, all she gon' get is pimp lines
I'm $hort dawg
[Verse 8]
I call her a bitch (Bitch)
Bitch, bitch (Bitch)
Bitch, call her a bitch (Bitch)
Bitch, bitch (Bitch)
Bitch
[Verse 9]
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Written by: C. Broughton, G. McCrary, T. Shaw