Luyện nghe bài hát Me And My Bitch

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my guts (she my guts)
And makes me sick (I can't her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
Then we make up (we up mayne)
on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

1:]
UHHH!
My main batch in the front yard finna fight my other
Try'na grab each other by other hair and pull out a patch
Both of them got Vaseline on they face so they don't get scratched
My neighbors ain't trippin (why?) cause use to that
The police don't cause they know they won't be right back
Togetha, foreva, that? Yup like that
Never Chris Makin under? even though bust sprits
My bitch got my back whether I'm wrong or I'm
I'm a and not no little management psychosanian bad
A lightway part convenience she like when I make her laugh
The day we was jsut kickin it at powwowing and shit
Have a breakfast at the waffle house, cheese and grits
Then all of a sudden come rushing some on mysterious
Talking and hooping and hollering bout she and shit
I back as far as I can go I can get
Then I slapped the shit out that hoe with the of my fist

It's just me (it's me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my guts (she my guts)
And me sick (I can't stand her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
we make up (we make up mayne)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

2:]
Seems like everytime a get home (get home)
A nigga done did wrong (sumthin wrong)
Caught me sex texting on the phone (smart phone)
I'm like "what the fuck is bitch on? " (bitch on)
Her parents don't really like her cause we know we be on thug love
And they get off in our business cause comments thicker than blood
But her brothers be to test me size me up and mean mug
But they know that I pack that iron and I'm glued the gloves
For the most part we cool and I respects gangsta
I gotta baby by they sister we family I ain't no
Me and my bitch got one of them relationships we some fools
Break up to make up then fuck cussing infused
She don't wanna see me with her and I wanna she her with you
But the with me and her is all we do is accuse
But at the end of the day, I'm her man not her mouse
She got mo money than me, but I wear the pants in this (BIATCH!)

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my guts (she my guts)
And me sick (I can't stand her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
Then we make up (we up mayne)
on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

Can't live with em, can't without em
We put our trust in, but we still em
Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my
Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my
I love her panties my nigga she my dirty draws
I love her panties my nigga she my dirty draws (UHH!)
Can't live with em, live without em
We put our in but we still doubt em

It's just me (it's me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She my guts (she hate my guts)
And me sick (I can't stand her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
we make up (we make up mayne)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!