Artist/Band:
Ice Cube
Lyrics for Song: X-Bitches
Lyrics for Album: War & Peace Vol.1 (The War Disc)
[ice cube talking]
Damn, what you doing over here? whassup?
Yeah I was thinking about you the other day
And I was thinking I should have never fucked witÂ’ your ass
I should have left you right where I founnd you
My bed (echo)
[verse 1]
When I was with you all you ever do was bitch
Talk shit, but you could suck dick
So I didnÂ’t sweat all the fussinÂ’ and cussinÂ’
On new yearÂ’s eve, the night I was bussinÂ’(wow)
I would stress and strain to mantain
And didnÂ’t need to hear your motherfucking ass complain
About niggaz in the house (mm), feet on the couch
TalkinÂ’ all loud (yeah), blunt in my mouth (yeah)
Bitch I got fifty cents on this genesis
TalkinÂ’ Â’bout niggaz got to vacate the premises
(sheÂ’s dead) homie histor
AnÂ’ outa nowhere your ass got hard
Poured out the pub, then you got drugged
We at it again, I tried to count to ten
ThereÂ’s no end to your nagginÂ’
You canÂ’t treat me like IÂ’m fagginÂ’, hoe
You see IÂ’m sagginÂ’ (no)
Why I gotta act like a motherfucking asshole (why)
To be king of my motherfucking castle
YouÂ’ll never be the missus (never)
BreakinÂ’ all my dishes
And fuck all my x-bitches
[chorus 1]
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ainÂ’t yours, the world ainÂ’t yours
(repeat)
[verse 2]
On anÂ’ off, off anÂ’ on, bitch IÂ’m grown
So stop playing on my phone (stop)
It was a time we used to bump and grind
And find heaven (ahh)
Without a motherfucking reverend
Managoua twages and bomb-ass massages
And dreams of three-car garages
You say IÂ’m cheating when IÂ’m up at the studio
Come to find out you the hoe, oh
And you was way out
TalkinÂ’ Â’bout rap, was gonna play ya
And I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha)
You made yourself loud and clear
You wanted me to choose between you and my career (bitch)
Started fucking with this baller named chris
CouldnÂ’t resist the rolex on his wrist
I kept on writing my raps with profanity
Now IÂ’m on tour fucking bitches like fanady
You tried to diss this, now you missed this
And the first and fifteenth is like christmas
Send me naked pictures but give it a rest
With mrs ice cube tatood on your breast
Now you at the back door of my show
Dressed like a hoe, axinÂ’ could you blow (no),
Hell no but itÂ’s still delicious
Went from rags to riches
And fuck all my x-bitches
[chorus 2]
Fuck you, fuck you, especially you
The world ainÂ’t yours, the world ainÂ’t yours
(repeat)
Now I hear you sayinÂ’ "yeah I used to fuck Â’em"
Not lettinÂ’ Â’em know I was a young buck then
Niggaz axinÂ’ me "man, did you love her? "
Loved her stupid ass enough to fuck her with a rubber (bitch)
Now I hear, IÂ’m your big brother (who? )
Second cousin, friend
Bitch since when?
Incest ainÂ’t the way I swing (nah)
Never bought your ass a goddamn thing
That I had to pay for
I was hateful
Ungrateful (uh) and never faithful
FuckinÂ’ everything that I could get my paws on
WalkinÂ’ through hell with gasoline draws on
Now IÂ’m on the mic, music is my life
Kids and a wife, heard you was a dite (damn)
ItÂ’s your thing if you like the switches
But itÂ’s my world and fuck all my x-bitches
(chorus 1)
(chorus 2)
[ice cube talking]
Never go down the same road twice
Advice from the big homie ice cube
Hmm, girl you better get away from here
I donÂ’t want that shit no more
Na,na ahem, and donÂ’t be callinÂ’ at my mamaÂ’ house neither
IÂ’m through witÂ’ you. IÂ’m through witÂ’ you
I done got smarter. I done got smarter
I ainÂ’t fuckinÂ’ witÂ’ your daughter
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