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

Is the
what?
A rat-haired

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

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

'Cos
That's the
Like
A nasty

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

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

All I do is
what?
A mack

My DeVille is all white
Yes, bitch, it's hella
Crush blue velvet, game
on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce to the spot, check my
Wash, wax, on fat
The bass on heat every I ride
A long bitch on the passenger side
Mackin' on the phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's
Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a don't sleep

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

Is like ridin'
what?
hos

Breakin hos day and
They call me, the Pimp', my game is tight
I never do hos slack
I'm Fred Benz, I'ma mack
So bitch yourself
I'm an nigga, I'll take your wealth
'Cos what I was raised to do
Break bitches, get payed fool
Y'know Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any I get, you can't take her
the game is fool-proof
Bet'cha say I'm tellin' ya true

So you pay the man
Hundred bills all in my hand
I break you bitches
Tell a story 'bout with bitches
'Bout these pimp ass niggas the O
We know what to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get
Where the hos get
You need a pimp, bitch give me a
I the top in my El Dawg

'Cos
It's the
what?
Like a

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

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