X-Bitches Lyrics

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X-Bitches Lyrics

Artist Ice Cube

[Ice Cube Talking] Damn, what you doing over here? Whassup? Yeah I was thinking

about you the other day And I was thinking I should have never fucked wit' your

ass I should have left you right where I founnd you My bed (echo) [Verse 1] When

I was with you all you ever do was bitch Talk shit, but you could suck dick So I

didn't sweat all the fussin' and cussin' On New Year's Eve, the night I was

bussin'(wow) I would stress and strain to mantain And didn't need to hear your

motherfucking ass complain About niggaz in the house (mm), feet on the couch

Talkin' all loud (yeah), blunt in my mouth (yeah) Bitch I got fifty cents on

this genesis Talkin' 'bout niggaz got to vacate the premises (She's dead) Homie

histor An' outa nowhere your ass got hard Poured out the pub, then you got

drugged We at it again, I tried to count to ten There's no end to your naggin'

You can't treat me like I am faggin', hoe You see I am saggin' (no) Why I gotta

act like a motherfucking asshole (why) To be king of my motherfucking castle

You'll never be the missus (never) Breakin' all my dishes And fuck all my

X-bitches [Chorus 1] Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you The world ain't yours, the

world ain't yours (repeat) [Verse 2] On an' off, off an' on, bitch I am grown So

stop playing on my phone (stop) It was a time we used to bump and grind And find

heaven (ahh) Without a motherfucking reverend Managoua twages and bomb-ass

massages And dreams of three-car garages You say I am cheating when I am up at

the studio Come to find out you the hoe, oh And you was way out Talkin' 'bout

rap, was gonna play ya And I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha) You made

yourself loud and clear You wanted me to choose between you and my career

(bitch) Started fucking with this baller named Chris Couldn't resist the Rolex

on his wrist I kept on writing my raps with profanity Now I am on tour fucking

bitches like Fanady You tried to diss this, now you missed this And the first

and fifteenth is like Christmas Send me naked pictures but give it a rest With

Mrs Ice Cube tatood on your breast Now you at the back door of my show Dressed

like a hoe, axin' could you blow (no), Hell no but it's still delicious Went

from rags to riches And fuck all my X-bitches [Chorus 2] Fuck you, fuck you,

especially you The world ain't yours, the world ain't yours (repeat) Now I hear

you sayin' "Yeah I used to fuck 'em" Not lettin' 'em know I was a young buck

then Niggaz axin' me "Man, did you love her?" Loved her stupid ass enough to

fuck her with a rubber (bitch) Now I hear, I am your big brother (who?) Second

cousin, friend Bitch since when? Incest ain't the way I swing (nah) Never bought

your ass a goddamn thing That I had to pay for I was hateful Ungrateful (uh) and

never faithful Fuckin' everything that I could get my paws on Walkin' through

hell with gasoline draws on Now I am on the mic, music is my life Kids and a

wife, heard you was a dite (damn) It's your thing if you like the switches But

it's my world and fuck all my X-bitches (Chorus 1) (Chorus 2) [Ice Cube talking]

Never go down the same road twice Advice from the big homie Ice Cube Hmm, girl

you better get away from here I don't want that shit no more Na,na ahem, and

don't be callin' at my mama' house neither I am through wit' you. I am through

wit' you I done got smarter. I done got smarter I ain't fuckin' wit' your


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