(Intro: Big Krizz Kalico & Tech N9ne)
Real cocky
Real sloppy
Drunk at the club and y'all can't stop me
(Tech N9ne)
Super star style
Whoop the are pounds
Out the roof, scoop the groupie troupe in large crowds
Yes we are foul
And we rich now
Used to be all of me, but it's all on a bitch now
They wanna get me stuck, they come into my world
It's too late I got, my wife, my bitch, my girl
(Verse 1: Tech N9ne)
I was nineteen
Met a nice queen
Car was bright green
Naughty as ice cream
But she too jealous Nickaleas
Sort of ridiculous
With the liffa kickin' it
We can never be inconspicuous (My bitch)
Rolls with me
And so sickly
In love with me
But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys
But go get me, in the wee hours to get me slow quickys
So sticky
Roll with my homies she so shifty (My wife)
Married a monsta
Carried a youngsta
Said if you cheated it would come back to hunt ya
She said my filthy world
Makes her wanna hurl
And that's my first verse
My wife, my bitch, my girl
(Hook: Tech N9ne) 2X
Daddy told me that you wanna control the chicks
You gotta go blow her grip
'Cause it's all on a bitch
One is no trip
And two is just more lip
But three I can cope with
My wife, my bitch, my girl
(Verse 2: Tech N9ne)
Got a nice anus
And it's right ain't it
Can't really touch durin' the day but in the night taint it
Usin' fight language
When she take inches
Great bitches
Gettin' busy on the weight benches (My bitch)
Got a big butt
A big slut
Who get big bucks
You might look up and get your chick sucked
Cause she's bi-sex
Keep her thighs wet
Spontaneous I don't know what we gon try next (My wife)
Got a ghetto booty like Naomi
Imma tell you like Jayo say
All my bitches havin' fancy dreams
And all my bitches wear Applebottom jeans
My wife, my bitch, my girl
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Tech N9ne)
If one's trippin' the other's for fun pimpin'
You cool
She runs lip and you end up with funds missin'
You fool
Come wicked your women becomes vicious and cruel
Dumb trick gets a ? and some checks and you loose
Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin'
I done challenged the way of Mystical powers and hype
I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight
I'm defiant with an evil twist my girl, bitch, and my wife
Ain't no bitch on this planet that is a match for me
They get sick and they stand it cause Ninna packs the three
Have to be
Crash to see
If naturally to cause a catastrophe
Exsactaly (My wife)
Don't like me (My bitch)
Get's hyphy (My girl)
Might knife me twice just to spite me (My wife)
If I break her heart (My bitch)
It'll rip her apart (My girl)
But I'm the smarter y'all (My wife, my bitch, my girl)
(Hook) 4X
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