Lyrics to Leave That Bitch Alone (skit)
Yo what's good, what you doing, you goin' through my phone? Nah you violatin', wassup?
Oh so you buyin' bitches Birkin's now?
Nah she got that at Fordham
So you taking bitches to Outback? You know I like that motherfucking rib eye steak out there. Why the fuck would you take that bitch to my motherfucking favourite restaurant?
It was on a TV commercial, I ain't spend no real money
So you fucking with this bitch huh? This bitch think that she could take my man from me
No, no this is a girl from bible study
You got bitches feeling confident huh?
Come on baby, wild, she bugging. Ain't nothing like that baby
Oh she bugging? Now you gonna see me fucking go bugging
You wildin', chill out, come on baby chill out, chill out come on chill out
I got your wildin' right now, I got your wildin' right now give me a second
Come on, what you still scrollin' for? Ain't nothin' in there, come on. What you lookin' for?
Oh, so you took this bitch to your mother's house?
Nah come on baby
You took her to your mother's house?
She from bible study I told you
You know what? Imma give you bible study, Imma send you straight to motherfucking God!
Yo chill out baby come on, relax. What you lookin' for?
Imma send this nigga right to God, right now. Where the fuck I put this piece at?
What you looking for?
Imma show this nigga. I'm not the one to be fucking with
What you looking for? Chill out baby. Just calm down
Where is it? I can't find it. Ha, Cardi
The fuck?! Where you get that shit?!
Oh so you buyin' bitches Birkin's now?
Nah she got that at Fordham
So you taking bitches to Outback? You know I like that motherfucking rib eye steak out there. Why the fuck would you take that bitch to my motherfucking favourite restaurant?
It was on a TV commercial, I ain't spend no real money
So you fucking with this bitch huh? This bitch think that she could take my man from me
No, no this is a girl from bible study
You got bitches feeling confident huh?
Come on baby, wild, she bugging. Ain't nothing like that baby
Oh she bugging? Now you gonna see me fucking go bugging
You wildin', chill out, come on baby chill out, chill out come on chill out
I got your wildin' right now, I got your wildin' right now give me a second
Come on, what you still scrollin' for? Ain't nothin' in there, come on. What you lookin' for?
Oh, so you took this bitch to your mother's house?
Nah come on baby
You took her to your mother's house?
She from bible study I told you
You know what? Imma give you bible study, Imma send you straight to motherfucking God!
Yo chill out baby come on, relax. What you lookin' for?
Imma send this nigga right to God, right now. Where the fuck I put this piece at?
What you looking for?
Imma show this nigga. I'm not the one to be fucking with
What you looking for? Chill out baby. Just calm down
Where is it? I can't find it. Ha, Cardi
The fuck?! Where you get that shit?!
Songwriters: Belcalis Almanzar, Delroy Ford, J. White, Klenord Raphael
Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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