Take Yo b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Doja Cat & Tay Hundreds]
Wow, wow
Wow
Doja Cat made this beat (Wow, wow)
Big fat (Wow, wow)
Doja Cat made this beat (Wow, wow)
Wow, wow, wow
Wow, wow

[Chorus: Doja Cat & Tay Hundreds]
Take your b*tch (n*gga, I'ma take your b*tch)
She gon' turn the lights out (She gon' turn the lights out)
Take your b*tch (I'ma take your b*tch)
Turn into a night out, out, out, out, out (Turn into a night out)
Take your b*tch (I'ma take your b*tch)
Na-na-na-na-na-na (Na-na-na-na-na-na)
Take your b*tch, yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn into a night out, out, out, out
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
(Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch)

[Verse 1: Doja Cat & Tay Hundreds]
Yah
I took your b*tch (Your b*tch, yuh)
She don’t speak a lick of English (Do y'all hear me? Y'all hear me?)
She just like my singin'
She remember everythin' even though we was drinkin'
Hold up, took your Mrs. and your man
I got her on the phone, got married in the Lamb'
She talk behind ya' back
She said you was a corny n*gga
Now you cropped out
Waited on you and you soft now
Back it up, ya' need a lot now
Now lemme back it up, I'm at the top now
And put the top down, she put her feet up
Send another lost boy to Peter
I couldn’t pipe that but I could eat her
She couldn’t fight that, you need a seater
With the belt buckle and the whole .9
I mean careful ‘round me if ya' hoe fine
I got no time unless ya' gold mine
And f*ck a co-sign, I get ya' hoe signed
I get ya' hoe signed, I get ya' hoe signed, be like
Look, I’ll do ya' dirty, need to feather dust me
Steal your b*tches, call 'em sweater puppies
Yeah, I’ll reprechaun a hoe, I get that kinda close
I’m in a pot of gold, I’m hella lucky
If I was Dracula, I guess you’re Buffy
If I was spatula, I’d flip ya' cakes
If you was Minute Maid then you should get ya' honey
Wow, wow
Wow
[Chorus: Doja Cat & Tay Hundreds]
Take your b*tch (n*gga I'ma take your b*tch) (Wow)
She gon' turn the lights out (She gon' turn the lights out) (Wow)
Take your b*tch (I'ma take your b*tch) (Wow)
Turn it to a night out, out, out, out, out
Take your b*tch (Take your b*tch)
Na-na-na-na-na-na (Na- na-na-na-na-na-na)
Take your b*tch, yeah, yeah, yeah (Take your b*tch)
Turn it to a night out, out, out, out
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
(Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch)

[Verse 2: Tay Hundreds]
I swooped your hoe (f*cked your hoe)
Can the KGT seize dark brown? Aye
Puffin' loud cloud (Brr)
She said, "Take the top down" (Top down)
Tweakin', textin' her 'n she suckin' me like, right now (Right now)
And I been her pound town
Bummy, like her lights out
Ollie, water spout (Pshh)
She drip
Sick, shout, she loud, sh*t
Lavish sh*t but I ain't havin' it
Turn 'to a grouch, watch him pound your b*tch
She said, "He live in Los Angeles"
They like my style so I added it
Boy-neglect, yeah (Boy-neglect)
So, she gon' eject, yeah (Yeah, she gon' eject)
He need intercept, woah (He need intercept)
Nutted then I slept, woah (Nutted then I slept)
Bust it like a Tecca (Uh)
I'ma make a wreck, yuh (I'ma make a wreck)
Mouth and me connect, yea (Mouth and me connect)
Sneak direct, inject her neck (Like, "Ouch!")
She dont f*ck with squad, woah, yeah
But she call me God, hey, yeah (Like, "Ahh")
Grind on me, no P-Rod, yeah
Up and down, wild like seesaw, yeah
She sick, she went she gone (Oo, wow)
She didn't respond
Then like call, hey c'mon
He like, "Why won't my love respond?" ('Cause you a b*tch)
Her heart was locked too long
My n*gga had to hit the bong
You'on have to, he so odd
But I'm still on your iPod (Pod!)
Damn, her heart was locked too long
Damn, my n*gga had to hit the bong
Didn't have to so, on he own
But I'm still on your iPod, Pod, Pod
Aye, now you want today? (What, you want some di*k?)
b*tch, come my crib (Want some di*k?)
Yeah, hit my phone 'n sh*t, aye
Aye, b*tch suck my di*k (Suck this sh*t)
Know you want this sh*t
Had to hit the foreign quick
One phone right quick
Two phones right quick, aye
Tell that b*tch to suck my di*k
Tell that b*tch to gimme like she like me then she f*ckin' did (She did)
Gettin' money all day I never stop, yah (Never stop)
I blew it on a hoe and then I blew it on your thot, aye
You thought she'd let you? Nah
Yea, she be with me, yah
I be on that other sh*t
Yo' bit- be tryna kiss me, yah
I tell her, "No, no, no, no I don't f*ck with hoes" (No hoes!)
Yeah, cash all I think about, it's f*ckin' dope
Aye, tell her, kiss right quick
No, kiss right quick
Yeah, she wanna suck some di*k like Taylor
Suck Tay di*k (My di*k!)
Yeah, aye, on that nah sh*t
On that play that sh*t
You get killed right quick, yuh
[Chorus: Doja Cat & Tay Hundreds]
Take your b*tch (n*gga, I'ma take your b*tch) (Wow)
She gon' turn the lights out (She gon' turn the lights out) (Wow)
Take your b*tch (I'ma take your b*tch) (Wow)
Turn into a night out, out, out, out, out
Take your b*tch (Take your b*tch)
Na-na-na-na-na-na (Na- na-na-na-na-na-na)
Take your b*tch, yeah, yeah, yeah (Take your b*tch)
Turn into a night out, out, out
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
(Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch, Tay gon' take yo' b*tch)