Snoop Dogg - Brake Fluid (Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes) lyrics

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Snoop Dogg - Brake Fluid (Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes) lyrics

Ya baby Ya player Ya baby That's some real pimp sh** right here These b**hes is outta line man What's the matter dog you can't control your b**hes? Check this out man [Chorus] I got b**hes all in my game that don't even know my name Then pump your brakes, you hoes b**h! You could talk all day behind my back, but wont say sh** in my face Then pump your brakes, you hoes b**h! You are then one, you are then one, You are then one, you are then one, you are then one, You are s**y, s**y, s**y, you are so s**y You are then one, you are then one, You are then one, you are then one, you are then one, You are s**y, s**y, s**y Carla, Darla, Charlene and Camina Tereka and Erika, they love to take care of her Real motherf**er from the DPG Keesha, Resha, Tammy and Renesha I appreciate the way y'all skate When the clock hit eight Now April and Kate Y'all be doin' too much Running your mouths f**ing sh** up, you gotta get up Cause I done had enough Getting sick and tired of the same stuff You told Kamil and she told Karla And she told April and now they all know But I could give a f** 'cus all y'all my hoes So, all that confronting the real n***a on site Today is today, last night was last night As I leaned with my hand on my balls I had to really check these b**hes and tell then like this dog [Chorus] Nina do this and Tina do that Sabrina, Sakina, n***a them all my hood rats Back in the days when I was on the wrong tracks At an early age man I was on the block Non-stop, I beat it up and tell that b**h to get going (They be like hot bu*ter on a breakfast toast) Hollarin' out, poppin' a collar out And talkin' sh** on the phone to me at my baby-moma's house (who's she?) Look here b**h do you know who the f** I am You better read your motherf**ing first telegram You remind me of this b**h that used to work for me Had to cut the b**h up cause she tried to get too close to me And tried to confront me at a club one night f**in' with her friend, a fake b**h (Is that right?) But you know I had to stop and applause And I put my hand on my balls and said what's up dog [Chorus] I got my own spot and I got my own keys So can't no b**h talk sh** to me Like Kiki did me, b**h changed the locks And kicked me up outta spot I learned a lesson, I wasn't guessin' or stressin' I got another b**h and she was at home She said she needed a companion sh** I needed a chaperon plus a new home Snap, crack, it's on But in no time at all seems she fell in love But I wasn't ready for that Top cat had to scat I hit her friend from the back While she was at work workin' I was jerkin' that skirt And f**ing with all her friends that was flirtin' And when she found out she told me that that sh** hurt (boo-hoo) A week later she fell in love with my homeboy Kurt b**h you ain't sh** but dirt for dirt (b**h!) [Chorus: x2] This is a s**y b**h

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