B.I.T.C.H. (featuring T-Pain)

No you ain't supposed to put on your devil suit

When you come up in the church

Young mayne

Now they ain't about to think you a rebel

You bout to make them think

You birthed from flames

La la la-di-da-da

Wanna be on TV just to show out for mi mama

But breaking into colored houses admit

That it's a b**ch when you sick like this

Putting all the face paint I can put on

Put my black jeans and black hood on

That's your TV I just stood on

With a faded habit this brother swerves

When I sip vodka

I'm the latest rabbit; in other words

I'm a hip hopper

You disc jockers never played me

You said my sh*t stopped ya

2001 I mixed opera now every clique's got the

Sick caca with lots of ripping about they chips

Oughta

Listen to this quick chopper flipping and popping

With the spirit of Pac and Big Poppa

Ya This for your motherf**king rap quotes

My sh*t is surprising and shocking like Barack votes

The traps broke when I rapped with Tunechi

And Stacks though

OG Muggs said I'm gonna be

The first rapper to cross over to black folk

Ya I'm breaking into colored houses

Polo boots and hella dark colored outfits

Ya I'm breaking into colored houses

Fellas better put a chastity belt on your spouses

Man it must suck to be you niggas

Cause it don't suck to be this rich

If you not f**king with me brethren

You can suck upon this dick

Man I just get it how we get it where I live

Somebody better call 911

I'm breaking in these niggas cribs

Yeah we out here working

One thing for sure two things for certain

I'm for real

That's how I live

Somebody better call 911

I'm breaking in these niggas cribs

Since 2001 my people dodged me like Durango

Now at my shows I see more N-words than Django

Like Nelly Chingy and Chain Hang Low

But Kansas City somewhere over the rainbow

I'm in you house baby

I'm in you living room

Looking down you blouse lady

And everybody is in tune

To Tech Ninna

Sex fiend a threat to his and whom

They got a beautiful woman and giving poon

They want it

Cause I'm bout to be big and boom

Breaking into colored houses is hard man

Cause everybody got guns

And they got dogs

And they got bars man

But I'm coming thru that TV

And all the ghetto is gone see me

Sipping the KC Tea

Now you know Tech N9ne

Now everybody want a freebie

Ya I'm breaking into colored houses

Polo boots and hella dark-colored outfits

Ya I'm breaking into colored houses

Fellas better put a chastity belt on your spouses

Man it must suck to be you niggas

Cause it don't suck to be this rich

If you not f**king with me brethren

You can suck upon this dick

Man I just get it how we get it where I live

Somebody better call 911

I'm breaking in these niggas' cribs

Yeah we out here working

One thing for sure two things for certain

I'm for real

That's how I live

Somebody better call 911

I'm breaking in these niggas cribs

My people missin me like Diana Ross

No this ain't MMG but I am a boss

Although I'm wicked see

I'm fly and I floss

So why am I lost

Like my jam is off

Yes you a day late

Better late than never I'm a veteran

My cheddar been truly silly like Stevie J face

Every last one of these evil haters

They see me vacate

Dip to the crib turn on the television

And see my face like Hey wait

Man it must suck to be you niggas

Cause it don't suck to be this rich

If you not f**king with me brethren

You can suck upon this dick

Man I just get it how we get it where I live

Somebody better call 911

I'm breaking in these niggas' cribs

Yeah we out here working

One thing for sure two things for certain

I'm for real

That's how I live

Somebody better call 911

I'm breaking in these niggas cribs