My Bitch by Tom The Mail Man Lyrics

[Intro]
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Ginseng

[Chorus]
Ayy, my bitch so fucked up (Uh-huh)
Who you texting?
Bitch you act like I won't go and fuck on your best friend (Bitch)
She would take the dick, ain't no question (Ain't no question)
I'm a pretty nigga, she know I give out blessings, respect him
It's like

[Verse]
Ayy, my bitch so fucked up
Stare at her face on my momma is fuck love
Just because we fucked don't get it fucked up (Fucked up)
I'm in my bag, ho
Even if I trust another bitch, I couldn't trust her
I'm in my bag ho
And I don't care if you say I'm a asshole (Uh, uh)
Run it up, got the money, did the math hoe (I did the math)
If I fuck with you I would be down bad bro (Ayy, ayy)
I'm tryna bring the stash home (Ayy)
Ayy, bad bitch, she can fuck but she still can't cook
Get the camera out her face, she don't read no book
I can't bring her out in public, she a stupid ho (Stupid ho)
But she still ride the dick, make me stupid, oh
[Chorus]
My bitch so fucked up
Who you texting? (Uh?)
We was down bad, now they mad that we flexing
Ayy, how the fuck is loyalty a question? (Ayy how the fuck)
If I give I expect it (Bitch)

[Bridge]
Bitch, dance on these hoes keep my foot on their neck, wait
If you get that money then they give me your respect, ayy
Dance on these hoes (Ayy) keep my foot on their neck (Okay)
If you get that money (Ayy) then they give me your respect, ayy (Okay)

[Chorus]
Uh, my bitch so fucked up
Never trust her, we in lust
I'ma fuck her like it's fuck her, ayy
My bitch so fucked up
Never trust her, ayy we in lust
I'ma fuck her like it's fuck her (Haha)

[Outro]
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