Tim Dog - b**h With a Perm (Radio Edit) lyrics

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Tim Dog - b**h With a Perm (Radio Edit) lyrics

Artist: Tim Dog Album: b**h With a Perm Song: b**h With a Perm (Radio Edit) With so many Gs in the industry I'm being sweated by this smut and his name is Snoopy But huh, somehow, someway He keep biting Smooth B and Slick Rick style every single day May...I...dis you for a while ? Hey...punk...you know that's really not your style I'm trying to figure something out Why you live with your mama while my pad is free You can come to my crib and lick my (ping) Ride on my wood 'till I bust a (ping) Huh, so whatcha gonna do ? Black, you ain't got what Dr.Dre boy you can't do jack So close the door and turn off the light Coz you'll be pumping my hits all night So don't you ever try to dis Tim Dog's on the set, so s**er, bounce to this ! [Hook:] [b**h with a perm, b**h with a perm I don't give a (scratch) about a b**h with a perm] (4x) I'm sitting in my crib watching MTV When this skinny punk rapper on the telly try to dis me He tried to flex on the D-O-G But if I gave the punk binoculars he still couldn't see me So shake your bones and your rattle And leave your toy 9 at home and bring your sk**s to the battle Like Jeru, I'm gonna damage I'm starving for success and you'll get eaten like a Burgerking sandwich It's a pity fake s**ers gotta show off I'll bust your skinny head with a sawed off I heard your mother was a dope fan [Hit me] I heard your father was a dick fan [Sssht] And when your (ping) was locked up in the county jail I heard you pressed up Lee Jeans [Sssht] So step back from the lyrical maniac, I'm ripping your track And as a fact, I can never be whack And if you think you're hard, push your luck around Dog is the man who can buck you down ! [Hook] Yeah, it's like that I'm the original hardcore lyric ballbreaker When it comes to whack MCs no I'm not a funk faker I smash, I crash, and put you in the trash And give you new rhymes like you never learned in cla** I'm a real MC and I'm on my own And if nobody got my back, I can hold my own If I die, I die, if I live then I live But if Hip-Hop survive, I got something I can give I don't care if you don't think I can win And I don't care if you don't wanna be my friend And if the Pound get mad and they want some beef Yo, I don't want it cause y'all vegeterians [Hook] It's like that, yeah Yeah, kid, this business ain't big enough for two dogs So let the battle begin Haha, but you don't want it Coz I'll end ya carreer You bit ya style from Slick Rick You sound like Smooth B And ya try to bite the name from the D-O-G But I'm the real, haha The real, so let the battle begin