Mitchy Slick - f** Your Fine Ass b**h lyrics

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Mitchy Slick - f** Your Fine Ass b**h lyrics

[Intro: Crazy Toones Talking] Okey, Okey, that's what I'm sayin' There's no compromisin' with b**h-Ass-n***as Aiy, aiy baby that's ain't your n***a, he's a b**h Yeah, I like to hit the sh**, in you or that n***a Aww, that n***a see me piss in his panties [Verse 1: Mitchy Slick] n***a I can't believe you, but now hustlin' And comin' roam with the dough and handin' it over to this bu*t My pig, you picked him, cause he got Rims and TV's "what" But he's a b**h, when the n***a seize me, he'll speak peace Couldn't be a gangster into the streets beside peice And there go, you can thought outta the P.I.M.P "you don't know" Sounds like a s**er or a buster that tell me He gotta do somethin', he needs an Identity To get b**hes he needs a Gimmick, so he'll do what he got to Seen America pimp a few times now he is out poppin' his collar These freak barricaded a**-n***as make wanna holla Now all the fly world grew up on the out skirts Saw the heats, saw they born known him since the birth Great, but she ain't never knew me Could have her to them n***as but she scare of the OG's..... [Hook: MC-Ren] f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. When you bumpin' to a gangster, gangster How is it, that you don't know you're givin' you money to a ho cake You can't be fly with a guy like that, ugh You can't be fly with a guy like that, no [Verse 2: Mitchy Slick] Now girl you miss him out, cause every b**h you get What I said, got fake b**hes and D.N.G on our blocks And you must be square as f** Not be able to tell that your spouse is a mouse Never did nothin' to know once when you always hang out "buster" Never walks to bum and what a shame now "mark" On the out Skirts with his clique, he got a couple of rounds With some real n***as, then he'll be knock the f** out Girl what's gonna happen, when you bumpin' to a gangster From the dipped in wants to break you All cause he knows you n***as are h*mo Got pretty twin gla** never shot them before Keep focus, you for shees, and be turn off ease And you think, you need to stay away from n***as like me Girl you hustle and then reverse I can show you how to maximize your network... [Hook: MC-Ren] f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. When you bumpin' to a gangster, gangster How is it, that you don't know you're givin' you money to a ho cake You can't be fly with a guy like that, ugh You can't be fly with a guy like that, no [Verse 3: Crazy Toones] You was a player sh**, what n***a, you was a b**h "f*ggot" How you from there go and not a blood or a crib (*Gun co*ked*) "aww sh**" And I better not hear no funny sh** When I hit you up about, knockin' you for a honey dip Unless you want the flesh on your chest Clacked into a mess for less Then run into your mouth like a b**h when you see me in the S Matter fact n***a get your.. come on n***a.. give me that You might get trick, little mamma with the blacks and tacks But we know it if your a** get jacked, you're a rat Only act bunny when he's got this n***a behind him But wait till them wrong kind n***a find him Creep behind him and leave him for the squash till I wind hin My crimes is all gang affiliated At night we on TV I know you really hate it And when you b**h see me now she is really faded.. [Hook: MC-Ren] f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. f** that Ice on your wrist, f** your Fine-Ass-b**h.. When you bumpin' to a gangster, gangster How is it, that you don't know you're givin' you money to a ho cake You can't be fly with a guy like that, ugh You can't be fly with a guy like that, no [Outro: Mitchy Slick] How is it, that you don't know you're givin' you money to a ho cake You can't be fly with a guy like that, ugh You can't be fly with a guy like that, no How is it, that you don't know you're givin' you money to a ho cake You can't be fly with a guy like that, ugh You can't be fly with a guy like that, no Okey, Okey (*Echoes*)