[Intro]
Uh, Bitter Dose (Bitter Dose)
Uh, huh, yeah baby this that motor inn shit
Yeah, u know we be up in the Little Queen thang, shit
Ya dig, uh (hahaha woo)
Hotel Holiday Inn, Hotel, Hotel Holiday Inn (uh)
[Verse 1]
Most of my lessons is self-taught
Trial and error, rub love wounds with aloe vera
Made the same mistakes I thought by now I would know better
Pussycats is wildin, pet em butt naked without a sweater
Stan Smiths rollin antics (romantic!)
The roof on the McLaren is transparent
You stand there enamored
I'm obviously handsome and well-mannered
My bitch sing A Capella in Spanish
Every wish was granted, every question answered
Elizabeth this the big one, Fred Sanford
Bitch, you ain't got a leg to stand with
I plug my man in
A fat blood clot pussy, can you handle it (hehehe)
Check the horoscope
Money, whores and coke
These words you can't often quote
These birds came right off the boat
Pulled up in that Porsche Turbo, that was all she wrote
She wants me, whispered softly
Want me to shift this shit was costly
Liquor Austin, Knicks tippin' off we get floor seats
These the fruits you pickin' of my thought tree (mmm)
To ensure shit go accordingly
Only talk to me in Portugese
If you get pregnant, we'll have some gorgeous seeds (facts)
Only got beef if you feed us franks and pork and beans (uh)
Fuck all that small talk and please take off your jeans (jeans)
[Chorus]
Rock the cleanest clothes
[?] you know that's a no
[?] get some more
This is cream and we want some more
Keep this a secret, keep it known
Don't let these people see you fold no
[?] (marc nigga)
Probably finesse your whole shit, kid (oh oh oh)
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Playallistic, uh
[?] chain glistening
When the players pull up they playin' this shit (facts)
Tennis necklace with the pendant
Rock the heavy shit so long my neck was injured (ow)
Peep the way I dress, this shit expensive (really tho)
For this I could've went to Princeton (yo)
Trips with different women French sex, but we never french kiss (no)
That thick yellow bitch'll trick and peep my interest
Maybe a tid bit
My bitches tend to be in indigenous
Spent my life with chickens runnin' and rippin'
Gums soles under the kicks is bobalicious
Subtle difference
Off the rip I might come runnin' in your kitchen
It all comes with this
With all the fixings
You try to put up fences (uh)
You fucking pigeons, much lipstick
Sucking dick with your pudgy midriff (fell off)
This dude is in your best interest
To avoid bad karma I bought the Fisker
To keep the distance
My life is bliss, cause its ignorance
[?] friends with benefits
Was in the thick of it then
Kept my eyes on the bigger pic
You hate to see a nigga win
Yeah, You hate to see a nigga win
Bitch we did it again
Its Marc, baby (Marc baby)
[Outro]
Woman to woman
I just can't stop running around (no)
Some woman's bedroom
That's where I can be found
I can't stop running around
Bedroom to bedroom
It has become a routine I just can't stop
Mhm, I've been living hotel uptown
And living motel downtown
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