Johnny Boy - Take Your b**h lyrics

[Verse 1: Lloyd] Livin' my life, got no hard feelings oh In love with the game, so tell these n***as don't worry me Work so hard, now I'm doin' my thing Burnin' on the block to the 3rd degree You know, they so lame Mad cuz they girlfriend heard of me Better stay in they lane Before I take that girl like burglary Cuttin' thru the check like surgery And these n***as lyin', that's perjury I pray a p**y n***a don't murder me And if he do then I probably got his girl with me, but like [Hook: Lloyd] She been rollin' in my Benz Bad girl and her friends Why you over there lonely Ridin' with my top down A young n***a hot now And you still hatin' on me Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h And you can't do sh** bout it n***a And you can't do sh** bout it n***a And you can't do sh** bout it n***a You gon be sick bout it n***a My n***a [Verse 2: Bizzy Crook & Lloyd] Look, okay so lately I've been f**in' like I'm out for revenge Its hard to slap a five Because her a** is a ten And every time I scoop her She never bring her dude up The head will probably get All-star goosebumps I'm standin' on these couches still like f** them n***as Cuz f** n***a's b**hes always f**in' other n***as Purple Rain on replay Ridin' thru my city Like the brand new prince n***a Its two types of lighskin n***as man Its [?] n***a And you JJ Fish n***as And I still hit my ex But I don't ever rush the process I learned that from [?] He said you gon do this sh** Big time, long time I been waitin' for this sh** Long time Tearin' down [?] in the club Whats ya drink I don't ever bring a dolla I just roll up at the bank But I swear I make it rain every time You could ask [?] I'm lyin' I threw so much on it she quit already But I hit her on the proper line Heard that was your tip And you slip, boy that p**y wet Boy that's what you get [Hook: Lloyd] She been rollin' in my Benz Bad girl and her friends Why you over there lonely Ridin' with my top down A young n***a hot now And you still hatin' on me Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h And you can't do sh** bout it n***a And you can't do sh** bout it n***a And you can't do sh** bout it n***a You gon be sick bout it n***a My n***a [Verse 2: Bizzy Crook & Lloyd] That good p**y got a n***a sayin' f** the club I made her p**y wet Surfboard, f** a tub Don't know if I love f**in' Now I'm in f**in' love She see my new b**h And text me that I'm f**in' up We been done long time ago Girl its been your time to go Hoes say we don't spend no time We ain't got no time for those I, I, I told em' I was next so What you need I got it all on deck f** that n***a, he p**y than a b**h They ain't rappers No hard feelings for this sh**, nah I been gettin' p**y like I'm gettin' dough And I just hit the road for 30 shows Ballin' with my brothers like the Morris brothers How you think our b**hes know each other Damn girl, and you deserve a break And only time he ballin' is 2K so go f** him You & me [Hook: Lloyd] She been rollin' in my Benz Bad girl and her friends Why you over there lonely Ridin' with my top down A young n***a hot now And you still hatin' on me Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h Just for that Imma take your b**h And you can't do sh** bout it n***a And you can't do sh** bout it n***a And you can't do sh** bout it n***a You gon be sick bout it n***a My n***a [Outro: Lloyd] Got no hard feelings Oh [Working, whole mixtape will be up by Sunday]