f*ck Bow Wow lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, f*ck that n*gga Bow Wow, man
He a b*tch, man, real talk
Ayy Bow Wow
Do me a favor, you b*tch
Say goodbye to your career, you pus*y
Short f*ck
You know you done f*cked up, right?
I said, you know you done f*cked up, right?
Ah, you b*tch ass n*gga

[Chorus]
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow, ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
Ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
Ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow, ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
You ol' b*tch ass n*gga (You ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
You ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)

[Verse 1]
Man Lil Bow Wow, what the f*ck was you thinkin'?
You know damn well you ain't go on no Bankhead
You gay as f*ck, bruh, you are sweeter than a lemonade
L.B.D. stands for lil b*tch woman gang
Minute man, wrist up up on me
But Bow Wow gay ass ain't got sh*t up on me
I wish one of you lame ass would run up on me
But Shad moss you better be protected by the army, pus*y
[Chorus]
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow, ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
Ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
Ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow, ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
You ol' b*tch ass n*gga (You ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
You ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)

[Verse 2]
Bow Wow you dissin' me you stupid b*tch, man, you know me, dog
I heard you got f*cked in the ass by Omarion (Damn)
And your bodyguard, b*tch, stop actin' hard
'Cause we don't believe you, you need more people
New Jack City Part Two is gonna flip flop
You forever gonna be the Gerry Coleman of hip-hop
Shad Hary moss, you's a stupid ass b*tch
Superhead, Ciara and Angela said you had a lil' di*k

[Chorus]
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow, ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
Ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
Ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow (f*ck 'em)
f*ck Bow Wow, ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
You ol' b*tch ass n*gga (You ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
You ol' b*tch ass n*gga (Ol' b*tch ass n*gga)
[Outro]
Oh hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
Shut up b*tch
You can't be talkin' 'bout Bow Wow like that
Omarion, shut yo' gay ass up, b*tch
No, no Bow Wow, no!
Shut the f*ck up
You can't be talkin' 'bout Bow Wow like that, oh hell nah, Shad
n*gga, shut yo' gay ass up, n*gga
I love you Shad, I love you Shad
n*gga, you gay
I love you Shad
Shut up, b*tch
This Omarion talkin'
Omarion, you're gay as f*ck, n*gga, sit down
Bow Wow, baby, don't-don't let him do you like that, baby
Shut yo' ass up, n*gga, gay ass b*tch
Man, what the f*ck kind of n*gga, man?
Ayy, real talk, man
This n*gga crew it called LB Dub gang, man
What the f*ck kind of n*gga name his clique "Lil Bow Wow gang," n*gga?
That's gay as f*ck for one
Two, the n*gga wanna bring Arab in the situation
n*gga, where the f*ck your best friend at? That lil' fat lil' b*tch Dion
That n*gga stole all your money and you sent him to jail
You pressed charges on that n*gga, man
You gay, n*gga, you a snitch, n*gga
How you gonna send your best friend to jail, n*gga?
Yeah, you ain't want that to get out though, did you?
Faggot ass n*gga
What the f*ck kind of n*gga got "Prince of the O Town" tattooed on his chest, n*gga?
Ohio is a state, you stupid b*tch
n*gga when you was like 13, didn't you get raped by your body guard, n*gga?
n*gga, you was born in Reynoldsburg, Ohio, n*gga, you ain't from Columbus, b*tch
Faggot ass n*gga
You ain't gon' never grow past five feet, pus*y
n*gga, you gay as f*ck, n*gga, f*ck a black card, n*gga, you spray painted that sh*t, n*gga
n*gga, that's a PayPal card, n*gga, ain't got no money on that sh*t
Quit lyin', n*gga
Ridin' in that rented ass Lamborghini, n*gga
You better not pull that sh*t out in Atlanta no more either, n*gga
We gon' blow that sh*t up, 9/11 on that motherf*ckin' vehicle, n*gga
You's a b*tch, n*gga, you never lived the regular life, n*gga, you a pus*y, n*gga
If you go broke, you gon' kill yourself, n*gga
I'm from the hood, I know what it feel like to be broke, n*gga
You gay as f*ck, n*gga
You forever gonna be the Gerry Coleman of hip hop, n*gga
pus*y ass n*gga, you let Chris Brown headline your own tour, n*gga
You backstage cryin' and sh*t
Throwin' temper tantrums and sh*t
Throwin' Xboxes on the ground, spittin' on people and sh*t
Back there hatin' on that man, n*gga, quit hatin', n*gga
pus*y