to me thats how i am tellin it so if anybody buying pussy i'm selling it Who Need A Bitch! Chorus : Bun B If anybody need a bitch then i got one put
Chorus - 50 Cent) A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a
wanna touch us I'm a spit a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are restin forever See a solid 4, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know to
: Bun B] Statik Selektah [Verse 1: Bun B] It's Bun B, I'm reppin P-A-T Port Arthur, Texas motherfucker, I'm a P-A G Come on down to where this P-A be
: (feat. Bun B, Crooked I, Joe Budden) [Bun B] Let's get it started like transmission and alternators Got the keys in the cage ready for who you call
24's in the wind My daily routine is pimpin pens I'm Mike Jones who Mike Jones who Mike Jones Swisher House and Body Head baby [Hook] [Bun B] Listen
) In a new year, a new fear, and I'm nuclear Let's play a friendly game of who can ruin who's career I'm a Killafornia B-boy, you like one of Heavy D'
with a n*gga who don't give a f**k Empty the clip than roll a window up Swe-swe-swe-sweet, center bun I'm in a red, she said she 200 thou on a chain,
(bun b) I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin Had to find my place But the world can leave a foul taste on the tongue Had to dodge a case
gon' make a switch dude Z-Ro the Crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool [Chorus] [Verse 3: Bun B] It's Bun B I go back-a like "Atlanta Black
I make ya pussy skeet bitch you gon'buy me a 'Lac [Chorus - Bun B sampled] Go on and let a nigga peak, and let a nigga poke Go on get naked for me streak
- She my gutta' bitch. Gotta' gutta' bitch. She my gutta' bitch. Gotta' gutta' bitch. That's my gutta' bitch- that's my gutta' bitch- that's my gutta' bitch
how I'm tellin it So if anybody buyin pussy I'm sellin it - who need a bitch! [Chorus: Bun B] If anybody need a bitch then I got one Put her in the
still love the game My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light show Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch, her bitch just hit the flo' and
The mag light up like a glow toy I let it go I got a couple skeleton's in my past to show for it No disrespect to Mistah F.A.B. But nigga I ain't never
trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this shit is
Bun to the B, niggaz [Chorus - 2X] "Guess who's back? Me" "There's no competition, huh, 'tion" "Aww sh-shit, hold up" "Guess who's back? Shut 'em down
