Take Yo Bitch Lyrics - Burn After Rolling - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah, you ever just know 

That you was finna splack another nigga's bitch up 

Like, you see a bitch she be with a nigga 

And you be knowing she be thinking to herself like I wish I was with that nigga 

Chorus: 

If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

And if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

She said she getting tired of fightin' and runnin' round with the same nigga 

And plus she know I ain't no lame nigga 

And I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

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Yo bitch like me and I don't know her 

All up on me at the show I'm tryin' to control her 

You hatin' from afar she tryin' to get closer 

Sittin' with me at the bar and tryin' to be sober 

No sir, so you come and kick it with my clique 

Ya nigga somewhere heated screamin' that's my bitch 

I'm tatted up rich, them bitches understand 

When you makin' money talk, everyone know you the man 

With my Hollywood hoes, or somewhere by the sand 

Fuck your shit up with your nigga tryin' to fit me in your plans 

Tell em' you're a fan, now you're at my crib 

Used to like my music now he's saying fuck young wiz 

And that's how I live and I won't change for the world 

Make ya man feel like u 'gon need a chain for ya girl 

Says she been searchin' round for some change in the world 

I'm doin' shit that you not so I'm lookin' like Barack to her. 

Chorus: 

If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

And if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

She said she getting tired (jerz) of fightin' and runnin' round (wizzle) with the same nigga (neako) 

And plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (tell you a story) 

And I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

I see you stressin' my nigga now tell me what is going on 

Somebody took ya bitch 

I guess you want to grab the ratchet go hit his hood and do him wrong 

All over your chick 

Look at lil' ? baby bro no he ain't comin' home 

Because the nigga straight flipped 

A nigga hit his bitch re-tripped then he hit him in his dome 

He got a life sentence 

You might want to think about what you're doing before you do it wrong 

When you shoot don't miss 

Cause if you do niggas'll catch you and baby ? ? wrong 

If they put you in the ditch 

I'ma tell you like this, life is priceless 

Because you took a shot don't mean it gon' miss 

You never knew another nigga sent ya wife the dick 

And now you sittin' back with a chick like this 

Chorus: 

If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

And if she keep jockin' me stalkin' me e'rtime she hear my song (hear my song) (I see ya man) 

Then (yeah) I'ma take yo bitch 

She said she getting tired (neako) of fightin' and runnin' round with the same nigga (khalifa I got you bro) 

And plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (yeah) 

And I ain't pressin' her just to see if my number's in her phone (in her phone) 

Then I'ma take yo bitch 

I could do my thang If I wanna 

Forecast change I make it rain in the summer 

Let the chain hang 

Scoop ya dame for the fun of 

It baby you be with a lame that's a bummer 

Shit I'll be somewhere where the planes like to hover 

I be up there I can't hang with the others 

Baby be my lover 

I could be your anything you can be my lady friend 

But you gon' need some henny yea to get up with a brotha 

Nah, cause ain't no one cooler than me when I moved them ? with me 

Throw your dude up in a frenzy 

Ah, nea neak and wizzy 

Hata don't be mad man we get busy 

Yes we are the princes of our city 

This shit get with me 

Hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit 

And call me mr. I'll take your chick 

Haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page 

Call me mr. fast lane, no front brakes 

Cause she gone 

She outta here mane 

Yeah, from jersey to the berg 

Neako, young jerz, wiz khalifa, yeah