My Wife, My *****, My Girl (Explicit) - Tech N9ne
Come come come come
Come come come come come yeah
Real cocky
Real sloppy
Drunk at the club and you all can't stop me
Super star style
Whoop the are pounds
Out the roof
Scoop the group we be troopin' large crowds
Yes we are foul
And we rich now
Used to be all of me
But it's all on the b**ch now
They wanna get me stuck
They commin' into my world
It's too late I got
My wife my b**ch my girl
I was nineteen
Met a nice queen
Car was light green
Naughty as ice cream
But she too jealous Nickaleas
Sort of ridiculous
With the liffa kickin' it
We can never be inconspicuous
My b**ch
Rolls with me
It's so sickly
In love with me
But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys
But go get me
In the wee hours to get me slow quickys
So sticky
Roll with my homies she so shifty
My wife
Married a monster
Carried a youngsta
Said if you cheated it
You will come back to hunt you
She said my filthy world
Makes her wanna hurl
And that's my first verse
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
Got a nice anus
And it's right ain't it
Can't really touch durin' the day
But in the night tame it
Usin' fight language
When she take inches
Great b**ches
Gettin' busy on the weight benches
My b**ch
Got a big butt
A big slut
Who get big bucks
You might look up and get your chick sucked
'Cause she's bi sex
Keep her thighs wet
Spontaneous I don't know what we gonna try next
My wife
Go a ghetto booty like Naomi
I'm gonna tell you like Jayo say
All my b**ches havin' fancy dreams
And all my b**ches wear Applebottom jeans
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
If one's trippin'
The other's for fun flippin'
You coo
She run's limpin'
You end up with funds missin'
You foo
Come wicked your women become vicious and cruel
Dump checkin' to some funds
With some checks and you loose
Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin'
I done challenged the way of Mystical powers and hinted
I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight
I'm defiant with an evil twist my girl
My b**ch and my wife
Ain't no b**ch on this planet that is a match for me
They get sick and they stand
It cause Ninna packs the three
Have to be
Crash to see
If naturally to cause a catastrophe
Exactly my wife
Don't like me my b**ch
Get's hyphy my girl
Might knife me twice just to spite me
My wife
If I break her heart my b**ch
It'll rip her apart my girl
But I'm the smarter you all
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a b**ch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife my b**ch my girl
