Joey Fatts - Gudda b**h lyrics

[Intro: Sample] Got the brakes fixed on the car, that's what I been doing What you been doing? You been f**ing around? Nope Let me smell your dick Girl, you better get off that bullsh** Nah, if you ain't been hoeing around, you been all busy, busy, busy, let me smell your dick, I can tell Doubt that [Verse 1] You wake up hella early, in the morning, fussing and fightin' Say you need rea**urance that you the only one that I'm pipin' And then I give you that, we make up, you nagging again What type of sh** is that? Sometimes, I think we better off friends f**ing on b**hes bare back was not the thing to do So the fact that I'm doing that, she say, "I'm loving you" I'm serving just to give you more, at least I'm on my work wit' you Smokers started knocking at the door, see, now you servin' too Down b**h, we together through whatever, stormy weather Chasing cheddar and if the Feds kick the door, she Helen Keller I swear to God, she all I need up in this life of sin Tryna come up together, me and my gutter b**h [Hook] It's just me and my gutter b**h, me and my gutter b**h It's just me and my It's just me and my gutter b**h, me and my gutter b**h It's just me and my, it's just me and my Girl, you know sh** gon' change But promise me that you'll remain the same Through whatever, through the joy and the pain That I'm the one that you wanna be with 'Cause it's me and my, it's just me and my gutter b**h [Verse 2] On Tuesdays and Thursdays, the sets, they hot Those the days the narks patrolling the block sh** those the days that we flop, pull up then I tell her, "Tonight If they ain't there then we ransacking the spot" Just me and my b**h, out here grinding till the break of dawn Us against the world, Bonnie and Clyde the type of sh** we on Hitting these licks, using these bricks as a stepping stone Stacking these chips so one day, we can leave this sh** alone But for now we gotta get it how we live, worried 'bout this money Now what b**h you think I'm f**ing with? Do a n***a like Sonny If he playing with my Money Mitch, on that gutter sh** And my gutter b**h might f** around and gut a b**h Down for whatever, through stormy weather and sunny days Down for whatever, we stick together 'cause crime pays I swear to God, she all I need up in this life of sin She stay down for the come up so I'm down till the end [Hook] It's just me and my gutter b**h, me and my gutter b**h It's just me and my It's just me and my gutter b**h, me and my gutter b**h It's just me and my, it's just me and my Girl, you know sh** gon' change But promise me that you'll remain the same Through whatever, through the joy and the pain That I'm the one that you wanna be with 'Cause it's me and my, it's just me and my gutter b**h