Kicc a bitch to tha curb (feat. A2Sleaze & Miss Tara)

Yeah, WP Productions
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Kick a bitch to the curb, if the hoes stay trippin
Kick a bitch to the curb, if the hoes stay trippin

You keep on talkin' out your mouth, spin your block with all my villains
You keep on talkin' out your mouth, spin your block with all my villains
Kick a bitch to the curb, you can't be my lil' girb
She stay givin' me noggin' while I burn up on my herb

If you lookin' for a ho, we got flocks like some birds
Kick a bitch to the curb, cause she tryna cut my urns
You can't make me no money, cuz you skinny as a fern
If you here for some games, take a listen, you gon' learn

Rhymes too hot, when you hear it, you head burn
Hit my blunt, that shit is killer, it's gon' make you do the worm
She gon' play you for a sucker, tell your bitch, ask, give me butter
I be damned if I trip, on the ho, you know I cut her

I know your ass love her, cause you hit without a rubber
Try to pull that shit, bitch bounce, flash like some rubber
Puffin' and puffin', pussy think he up to somethin
Tryin' to be gangsta, shit funny, made me laugh

I'ma run up on your homie while he takin' out the trash
But I don't wanna do that, don't make me do that
But if that shit happen, shit happen, I don't know who is that
Get a second, get it back, no, I'm doublin' that

And your homie told on you, cause that boy is a rat
And I think I want your bitch, let me know where she at
When they see me, tell their friends, damn, he got her like that
If you ain't got my urns, kick a bitch to the curb

If you ain't got my urns, kick a bitch to the curb
Kick a bitch to the curb, if the ho stay trippin
Kick a bitch to the curb, if the ho stay trippin
You keep on talkin' out your mouth, spin your block with all my vyllanz

You keep on talkin' out your mouth, spin your block with all my vyllanz
I heard a story once upon a time
And I replay it in my mind like a nursery rhyme
Bought a girl who had hustle, she was ready to shine

But her bitch kept trippin', had to draw the line
Bitch, be gone, sugar free, taught me that
I'd rather have an empty space where your ass is sat
So if your bitch keep trippin', you know what you gotta do

Hut one, hut two, cause that bitch don't love you
Nothin' you can do but retrieve your revenue
Let a chicken cluck, cause it's what they're born to do
Kick a bitch to the curb, if the ho stay trippin

Kick a bitch to the curb, if the ho stay trippin
You keep on talkin' out your mouth, spin your block with all my vyllanz
You keep on talkin' out your mouth, spin your block with all my vyllanz
Kick a bitch to the curb, if a ho keep trippin

I'ma slap a bitch down, lil' ho, if you trickin
I'ma scrapo till I die, lil' bitch, it ain't no fibbin
I'm a dirty-handed villain like the nigga that raised me
If you wanna stay the night, bitch, she was crazy

And you gotta go, cause your pussy was stinky
I don't wanna beat, cause the bitch moan weird
And she's all up in my ear like a gorilla
Do you hear I'm tryna smoke

I'm tryna get fucked up, damn, the weed's so strong
I'ma have to have a double lunch
I'm so sick that I make the doctor throw up
Why they always claim they want the squabbles

Never show like M-A-C-D-R-E
I'ma blow up, soundin' like Stoney Montana
Still mobbin' if I blow up, I'll just be
He might throw a temper tantrum, said I need to party

I drink a bottle of Bacardi, I'ma
I'ma end up throwin' up, why this fat hoe all over me
I'ma get up if you give me herpes
I'ma really have to show up you done drank out the bottle, lil' bitch

I thought I told you hit the block
Don't nobody wanna hold you
Kick a bitch to the curb if the hoes stay trippin
Kick a bitch to the curb if the hoes stay trippin

If you talkin' out your mouth, man, you'll block with all my villains
If you keep talkin' out your mouth, man, you'll block with all my villains
If you keep talkin' out your mouth, man, you'll block with all my villains