When You See Me - Bad Azz, Kokane, RBX

No contraire, duce contraire, ha ha ha ha

Bonjour bitch

Since you hoes got it more twisted than the D’s on my '6−4 Chevy, ah oh oh oh

Ah, bitch your pussy ain’t royalty

I’m like 7-Up, never had it, never will (Ooooooh)

Laughin' at you gold mouth hoes like Popeye the Sailor (ah geh geh geh geh geh

geh)

You five dolla-ass hoes

«I'll be gladly to pay you for hamburger on Tuesday"-ass bitches

Go your ass to another motherfuckin' garden and bite the apple

Shit, I’m 'bout to get racist on these hoes like Snapple

Ha, discrimination —

To a crafty-ass ho that’s tryin' to fuck up a niggas lil' nation

Fuck the penetration ho if you gon' pillow talk (that's real baby)

You want me to be like ghetto Green Eggs & Ham

And turn into the Grinch and check yo' bitch ass

So what if I hit the gushy?

(so fuckin' what?)

Uh bitch, you was s’posed to shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth

Even though I secretly hit the pussy (Ooooooh)

That’s the problem with you hoes

Uh, you want me to take off this muzzle that’s on my pit bull

And put it on yo' ass?

(motherfuckin' ass)

Bitch you talk too much (talkin' ass bitch)

Shit, Snoopy Collins, sprinkle 'em

Ohhh

B-A-D-A, double dollar sign

Are you inclined to drop a line?

To trickle from the back of yo' head

To the bottom of yo' spine?

Ho!

Yeah baby

Dogghouse, uh

You was beautiful, suitable, do-able, so we do a few

Now I can’t stand your guts, I’m like «who is you?»

Boo you’re through, I found another shooby-doo

You got my name all in that drama talkin' whoopty woop

How you just holla cause a nigga down with Snoopty Woop (Dogg Pound!)

Well me, I’m only down with you cause what your coochie do

Hoochie bitch, flossin' in a groupie suit

You was attracted to the mackin' and the Coupe was cute

I jumped out, hair braided, jean suits and boots

Chronic weed, Hennessy, my fo'-five and some loot

With my best girl, lookin' like — damn, you belong to a baller «yes» girl

Don’t believe what she holler

Bitch 'bout a block past stupid with her raggedy ass

Runnin' up on Bad in that fashion

When you see me with my woman, we got somethin' in the oven —

CHA-PLOW!

for your big mouth runnin'

If you see me walkin' with my bitch — (don't say shit!)

Keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)

Just keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)

If you see me walkin' with my bitch and my kids

Keep it on the low-low (just keep it on the low-low)

You silly little, you silly little ho-ho, ho-ho

SURPRISE!

— the big homie X

Now matter what they stressin', I’m always connected

Can you say Dogghouse affiliated?

Now we’s about to blast in with the hot chrome plated

Since I’m the big homie, I’mma aim the gun

And let you pull the trigger little Bad Azz nigga

Set it off — them niggas talkin', get it off

And money ain’t a thang like J, bet it all for cash

We 'bout to smash, pit bull mood

Bitch what you want — dick, dope, or dogg food?

All in my business, you best get your own

You a guest, get blasted in the danger zone — ooooooh

Long overdue, for dippin' in my mix, then this love’s for you

Six feet deep, you get a customized ditch

Act like you don’t know me when you see me with my bitch, bitch!

If you see me walkin' with my bitch — (don't say shit!)

You better keep it on the low-low (keep it on the low-low)

You silly little ho-ho, you silly little ho-ho

If you see me walkin' with my bitch and my kids

Keep it on the low-low (just keep it on the low-low)

You silly little, you silly little ho-ho, ho-ho…

Shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth

Here you walk about talkin' loud

This a situation you don’t really know about

Shhh, shut yo' motherfuckin' mouth

When you see me with my woman and we out and about

Keep it on the low you — silly little ho, you —

Mind your business, I act like I don’t know you

Bitch, don’t be runnin' up on me in traffic

Like me and you got some type of business together

For real bitch, rewind the song