Bulldagger Stole My b*tch lyrics

*Brother Marquis does all the verses

{Shari Lewis}
Come ... give us a little kiss ... let me make it better
{Dolemite}
These rotten ass b*tches is gonna f*ckin' wanna know!

Verse 1
I met this b*tch at a hip-hop disco
A club full of divas in San Francisco
I asked her name, the b*tch said Shirley
I asked her for some pus*y, she said "I like girlies."
"What that mean, hoe, that I can't have it?"
She said, "n*gga, recognize I'm a female faggot!"
You triflin'-ass b*tches know that sh*t ain't right
Stinkin'-ass dyke, put some di*k in your life
'Cause we know where the nose goes in the nymphos
Playin' with dildos and finger-f*ckin' booty holes
Belly to belly, skin to skin
f*ckin' like hell, but ain't no di*k goin' in
If they like pus*y that much, then let me f*ck it
Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' b*tch and gone!

Chorus: Brother Marquis and Mr. Mixx
A bulldagger done stole my b*tch
She'd rather suck pus*y, she don't want no di*k!
[A bulldagger done stole MY b*tch!
b*tch told me she don't want no di*k!]
A bulldagger done stole my b*tch
She'd rather eat pus*y than suck a n*gga' di*k!
[A bulldagger done stole MY b*tch!
f*ck y'all hoes, y'all hoes ain't sh*t!]
Verse 2
Bulldaggers come in all shapes, sizes and colors
A b*tch that eat pus*y makes a good di*k-sucker
Never kiss a bulldagger hoe in the mouth
It smells like sh*t from all the ass she got
Freaky hoes got them tendencies
Why go that way, b*tch, when you can get these?
Some girls'll do it, some girls don't
A bulldaggin' hoe will do what your boyfriend won't
A bulldagger is the worst kind of player hater
'Cause n*ggas still f*ck 'em, that's why they can't fade us
Sayin' they strictly di*kly, but that ain't true
A bulldagger got more b*tches than me and you
Now bulldaggers, you know they don't play fair
They get all the pus*y, and they don't share
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' b*tch and gone!

Chorus

Verse 3
I hate bulldaggin' hoes with a passion
You motherf*ckin' right a n*gga gave bashin'
You b*tches need to get that gay sh*t off your mind
Suckin' 'em up, that's sick, I di*k 'em down at night
Lickin' clits, suckin' titties, and playin' with kitties
And sophisticated dykes'll treat a n*gga sh*tty
I can't understand how a b*tch with class
Would have another hoe's name tattooed on her ass
Spittin' at my hoes but they can't be chose
Because b*tch, my pus*y's bought and paid fo'!
Now you motherf*ckin' dykes ain't got no shame
French-kissin', holdin' hands like it ain't no thing
Your game is workin', but I got the last virgin
You doin' the slurpin' while I'm doin' the servin'
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' b*tch and gone!
Chorus

Woman:
Naw, mu'f*cker. You tryin' to blow my game? My b*tches
Said somethin' to you, my sh*t just won't be the same
Motherf*cker, n' I can't have that!!

Outro:
Yeah, Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis representin', straight
Up on the down south tip! For the 9-5 shot! You know we
Talkin' 'bout they raggedy ass, n*gga, ain't no motherf*ckin'
Thang, 'knamsayin'? Don't nobody say 'nything personal
Come on, girl, y'know? Boys back up at that ass! One time
For the bottom! You know how they do it