2 Many Bitches

2 many bitches wanna see this thug

When I be

Ridin' (Ridin')

Glidin' (Glidin')

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94

Bitches call me daddy (Hey dad!)

They like the way a muh'fucka creep,

through the hood in a caddy

I'm a mack in my own right, like Cube said

Getting my dick sucked in a alleyway, by a chickenhead

I don't love that hoe, and I ain't handcuffing

Too many bitches, and they turkies needed stuffing

Like this bitch the other day, begging me to drive over,

and beat it up properly

I'm like a young Wilt, still in his prime

Cause there's oh so many bitches,

and there's oh so little time

They all want a piece of the dead, and they can't have it

Still a little picky, on which hoes that I'm stabbing

So if I serve dick to you, you've been blessed

Now go home and brag about the shit to your friends (uh oh!)

That's the way it goes I suppose

Got to hit the store, for some more rubbers,

for these hoe's

2 many bitches

2 many bitches wanna see this thug

When I be

Ridin' (Ridin')

Glidin' (Glidin')

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94

When it comes to them bitches, I know a few

Sack chasing, blood sucking leeches with boobs

Ready to set it off, I keep 'em blind and lost

And if they getting lippy, they getting tossed

Just for frontin'

There's too many hoes actin' like some bitches

Not a lick of woman in them, so they get vicious

Calm me down, hold me back

Light the blunt, and let me hit it,

before this 'rat get smacked

It's like me and Grundy, can spot a chicken coming

Bobbling her head, ready to gobble dick or something

Putin' up with hoodrats for years

Because the streets of the D, are just oh so clear

But I keep on riding, say what's up

I'm a sucka for some titties, and a fine ass butt

Its the life of a killer, true tales with no glitches

Too much game, brings 2 many bitches for real

2 many bitches wanna see this thug

When I be

Ridin' (Ridin')

Glidin' (Glidin')

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94

My calendar's filled,

hoe's making appointments to get it drilled

Met a chick with a phat ass, couldn't wait to get in that (Who?)

She said her name was Karen

And she didn't mind sharing time

She stayed off I-94 and Outer Drive

I'm on my way to see Carol from Grandview

Guess I could stop through, and beat it up for a few

Creep in through her doorway, and told her to drop them britches

You ain't the only one, I got 2 many bitches (hooty hooo)

Hey bitch where your girls at?

Tell them grab they shit, and meet me in the back

I'm about to put them in a new situation

Life of luxury, you, your girls and me

I'm so glad that you took the opportunity,

to come to the underground

And open up yourself to me

But there's so many others out there just like you

So I'm off to the next 'cause we through

Thanks again!

2 many bitches wanna see this thug

When I be

Ridin' (Ridin')

Glidin' (Glidin')

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94