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Still A B***h Lyrics - Sittin' Fat Down South - Lil' Troy

Bitch wanna die 'cause she know I caught her lyin' 

 

I met her in a bar, outside a little part of Texas 

Never know she's sleepin' 'round on me 

I found about it one night when we were sexin' 

'Cause she accidentally called me Gee 

 

Now you're lyin', fake cryin' 

Wanna die 'cause you know you a tramp in my book 

Misleadin', steady cheatin' 

You run the street and you know you a bitch in my book 

 

Now Lil' Jane, I guess that's what we'll call her 

Had all the homies goin' crazy 

Had to join a convent, wanted to be a baller 

Now the bitch fuck every guy she see 

 

See you a slut and in the mud and 

Havin' fun and you're still a bitch in my book 

Trampin', soon you die, bitch 

And that's why you just a bitch in my book 

 

Now I'm livin' lost, don't know where my next meal is 

Had to try and find a way 

'Cause you left the house and you took everything I deal with 

Now bitch I'm wonderin' where you stay 

 

See you a die-hoe, I'll bravo 

I'll kill you, still a bitch in my book 

Loaded and smokin' 

Now I'm blowin' 'cause you a bitch in my book 

 

Just a bitch in my book 

This hoe is a slut in my book 

 

Just a tramp, I'm sick and tired of feedin' whores 

Every time I'm walkin' down the street 

And I'm sick and tired of always seein' closed doors 

Wanna slap every tramp I meet 

 

See you started then you parted 

Now you bought in, still a tramp in my book 

Low-life, do Snow White 

Now you crow and you're still a bitch in my book 

 

Know that, I go there 

I'll beat you, you still a bitch in my book 

Holdin' these 

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