Still Rather Give U My b*tch lyrics

[Suga Free yelling]
God told me his-self! No one who has informed against me shall prosper! b*tch that mean you! yo evil ass momma!
Her momma, her mommas momma! (haha hold on, let me tell you something)
Forever? Forever-ever!?

[Verse 1: Suga Free]
b*tch, who you trying to act a fool with?
I pack my own bags, got my own bowling ball, and my own pool-stick
I live in Big bear b*tch, right in the snout
Like that motherf*cker, I know you know!
Come up there and get to trippin!...
You gon' hear that pat-tat-tat-tat-tat and oooh that!
I took them kids, and I raised them up!

[Chorus, Suga Free]
I don't give a f*ck about a b*tch
n*gga you can have that b*tch

[Verse 2: Suga Free]
Yo, yacka packa, stop sign, green light, yellow light, in the tray, dipping down in the morning, over night
I ain't scared of you n*gga
You know Black Tone?
The motherf*cker turned around and leave me alone
n*gga, I ain't scared when I'm home alone
I got a tech 9 n*gga, it go straight to ya dome
From your knee bone, to your ankle bone, to your shoulder bone, to the hell no
n*gga, Suga Free for the rucker
Never hesitating to check her!
[Chorus, Suga Free]
I don't give a f*ck about a b*tch
n*gga you can have that b*tch
Ol' nappy head b*tch
b*tch, I'm tryna get rich
n*gga I don't care about that b*tch
You can have that b*tch n*gga
Just quit talking about the b*tch n*gga
f*ck that b*tch

[Verse 3: Suga Free]
God said one day you gon' leave me alone
And b*tch you know im parole so I can't go to ya dome
I ain't gettin locked up for that
They giving n*ggas three strikes for some sh*t like that
Twin towers is full
I know they got a bed and a toothbrush and a bed for a bull
But I don't give a f*ck
I'm too subliminal
Meet Capone, and this my friend Criminal
You know Dame?
That's my n*gga
Kicking back like that he on the game He on the trigger
Big pimpin
Puntang was plenty, weed, smoke, don't need no more sheeit
She in my house with her friends buckin on me
I said: "Is she a nurse?"
She said: "No."
I said: "That's why she gon' need you, keep f*ckin' with me!"
Gift of "Gab gab gab"
b*tch I hope that lolipop stick to your tongue and you be like "la la la"
Burn her now!
Gleek gleek, Suga Free pivot like an E. Q
Turn her down!
God dammit I knew it!
b*tch you shouldn't have did it (Slapping sounds)
Every motherf*ckin' time, I told you not to do it
[Chorus, Suga Free]
I don't give a f*ck about a b*tch
n*gga you can have that b*tch
Ol' nappy head b*tch
b*tch, I'm tryna get rich
n*gga I don't care about that b*tch
You can have that b*tch n*gga
Just quit talking about the b*tch n*gga
f*ck that b*tch

[Verse 3: Suga Free]
b*tch I don't need to use you
I'll cut off your motherf*ckin' pinky toe put it in a "Cup of Noodle" b*tch and feed it to you
My momma said: "Dejuan why you talk about women like that?"
I said: "Cuz a b*tch took my son from me and didn't bring me back."
So this for you, f*ck you, your momma your grandmomma and her momma, and her momma's momma too, sh*t
So when you get to hell, tell them Suga Free sent you
b*tch, I'm going my own way, and I don't want to be with you
And what don't you do?
b*tch I mean if you have a good dream, b*tch I want them too
But you too two-faced to talk about it
Oooh gotta get up and take a walk about it
But I'm fly ya'll
Ain't nothing like a pool-stick to the head, sound it off
Heyyyyahhh
[Chorus, Suga Free]
I don't give a f*ck about a b*tch
n*gga you can have that b*tch
Ol' nappy head b*tch
b*tch, I'm tryna get rich
n*gga I don't care about that b*tch
You can have that b*tch n*gga
Just quit talking about the b*tch n*gga
f*ck that b*tch