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B
Wuz up
Ai, they been waitin' on this ol' school game
Let's that game back
Like one thru five?
Yeah nigga, like we use to do it
Well, check out

Is the
what?
A bitch

I was at my home, all alone
Thinkin' 'bout I use to bone
young bitches, I can't deny
Rat-haired bitches, I lie
The bitch had body is all I
Only 18 but twenty-fo'
Her name was Bitch, of '92
Skyline High and the was cool
Took her to my house, was gone
Turned off the light, the phone
The bitch said, "Fred, I you
Anything you want, I do"

I my drawers, dick all swoll
She believe the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the bitch a ATM
G'd the like the one and only
Bust two nuts and her phony
She couldn't believe I said
The next thing you she was on my head
Suckin' the dick like it's to be done
bitch make me cum
Freddy B that's the
Rat-haired bitches, I got

'Cos
the shit
Like
A bitch

I to fuck a nasty bitch
Witta big fat ass and
lay, dick gettin' sucked
Bitch don't give a
'Cos real players run game
When I fuck that bitch she won't be the
'Cos Short Dawg run up in it
a bitch for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, to the point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin' a
fuckin', still smokin'
Lay my on her lips, say, "Open"

Ain't nuttin' like a bitch
all fast and shit
Bitch just love to
When I see her at the club, I'll be in work
on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl, it too far
On the way, y'know happened?
She sucked my while I was rappin'
I just couldn't
I hold back, I said, "Beeyatch"

All I do is
what?
A motherfuckin'

My Copue DeVille is all
Yes, bitch, it's hella
blue velvet, gameless game
White on white wit tha gold
Bounce to the spot, my crap
Wash, wax, on fat
The bass on every time I ride
A long haired bitch on the side
on the cellular phone
I be stopped, 50 G's strong
Fred Benz, B
Oaktown, a bitch sleep

A mack, that's what I am
a bitch like Uncle Sam
She pays the tax, Fred Benz' the
16 G's put the in
No ordinary game, just give it and
East can't be fake
I slapped the bitch, the money was
Macked on the bitch and now she
Benz baby, the game is fat
Ask bitches, I'm a mack

Is ridin' vogues
what?
hos

Breakin hos day and
call me, '$horty the Pimp', my game is tight
I never do give hos
I'm like Fred Benz, I'ma
So break yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll your wealth
'Cos that's I was raised to do
Break these bitches, get fool
Y'know Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any bitch I get, you can't her
'Cos the game is
momma say I'm tellin' ya true

So you pay the man
dollar bills all in my hand
While I you bitches
Tell a story ridin' with bitches
'Bout these pimp ass niggas the O
We just what to do with a ho
Take her the tricks get laid
Where the hos get
You a pimp, bitch give me a call
I the top in my El Dawg

'Cos
the shit
Like
a bitch

Ai, Short
Wuz up
I ain't no more dank wit no more bitches
Hell naw
Bitch wanna a 20 sack, so got to spend 20

If the bitch wanna 50, she gotta do $hort?
She gotta do me, you and the whole
And my PO too
Hey, y'know Freddy B
that baby?
And Too $hort, we go way man
1981, High School
We the two niggas who invented the word, Beeyatch,