Rucka Rucka Ali - Smack My b**h lyrics

Dinner's running late behind, so I hit a b**h in the eye I told her once, then I tell her twice, now get the ice You f**ed up my rice! Told a b**h to get me some snacks, she must've thought I said "go relax" I took my belt off and whooped her a** Then took a bath, smoking my pipe... Smacking my b**h, let a b**h know Smacking her cheek when she burning the toast Smacking that ho, with all my might Shut that b**h up, when she's supposed to be quiet! Smack. My. b**h. Nah, don't be talking back, I ain't got time for that! Smack. My. b**h. Girl, what you talkin' 'bout? Just shut your f**ing mouth! G-grew up on the rough side of town I looked up to men like Chris Brown I saw my momma get smacked around My father's brown, he's younger than me! I told the b**h all of my demands Make some sammiches for ya man! I ate too many and crapped my pants, then swung my hand I smack her and sing... Smacking my b**h, let my fist go Smashing her teeth like a ten-n-is pro! Smacking that ho, sippin' High Life Did you forget I want food before five? Smack. My. b**h. I don't mean shootin' smack, it does mean also that... (I smack my b**h in Hollywood) Smack. My. b**h. I don't be smokin' crack, 'cause d** are f**ing bad! (Drugs are bad, m'kay?) You... left the TV... on Honey Boo Boo! Sunday at 9, on TLC! Smacking my b**h, smacking my ho Smacking my trick, just to let our love grow One I hope, I'll make her my wife And smack my b**h up, for the rest of my life! Smacking my b**h, smacking my ho Smacking her cheek when she burning the toast Smacking that ho, with all my might Shut that b**h up, when she's supposed to be quiet! Smack. My. b**h. Nah, don't be talking back, I ain't got time for that! Smack. My. b**h. Girl, what you talkin' 'bout? Just shut your f**ing mouth! Smacking my b**h, let my fist go Smashing her teeth like a ten-n-is pro! Smacking that ho, sippin' High Life Did you forget I want food before five? Smack. My. b**h. I don't mean shootin' smack, it does mean also that... (I smack my b**h in Hollywood) Smack. My. b**h. I don't be smokin' crack, 'cause d** are f**ing bad! (Drugs are bad, m'kay?) [Man:] Yeah, b**h... [slapping] Didn't I done tell you?! [Woman:] Ow... I'm sorry... I'm sorry. [Man:] I come home, and dinner is pizza? And it's cold?!