Bitch Gets No Love Songtext
von Dr. Dooom

Yo Jay, you bought this bitch this food?
Yo, these bitches ain′t payin for shit
They up here eatin and gettin ready to plan
To go to somebody else's house after this
They usin us man, fuck this
Bitch you got a fat stomach, your braids look tacky
And you′re fuckin broke like Rakim said "I ain't no joke"
You're posin as a high class stink ass hoodrat
Fuck behind any man′s back, dumb bitch at the Shark Bar
Lookin like a aardvark with a fucked up parked car
Got the nerve to have a diamond, I′mma embarass you
Keep rhymin, fuck you Simple Simon
Materialistic and twisted, fake mink, buy your own fuckin drink
Big shots sport you but you got a fuckin weave and I get even Grab a white girl and a black woman, body in my world
Beverly Hills splashy shit, you on some Classy Girls shit
Drivin a drug dealer's BMW, your license ain′t even fuckin legit
Just stop and quit it, you need to admit it
You're broke and strippin, livin in the Motel 8
You′re fuckin jailbait, tattoos with names on your arms
Big head babies with diapers, frontin fucks
Get in the basketball player's Mercedes
Fucked up faces tryin to hang in romantic places
Get the fuck out of here, your friends too
They gon′ need some ends too, look for somethin what?
With funky ass G-strings all up in your butt
Way to feed this elephant, this bitch is always hungry
You no superstar tryin to be intelligent


"Look here bitch" - ] Kool Keith
Bitch gets no love, bitch gets no love
Peep game at the Frank stand, you ugly bitches front on my man
Not my type, the assholes that always wear them black pants
Thinkin they hype, conwomen, parasites
Lick a nigga ass in valet parkin
Just to get a Puff Daddy ticket, them corny bitches livin wicked
Yes Miss Bitch sprayin Tommy Girl cologne over piss
Wantin motherfuckers to call her Miss
In the club you try to look like Deborah Cox with a fucked up house
I bet you got roaches and mouse
Look at sperm around your fuckin mouth
You can't even cook a meal right like a good woman down South
Runnin your mouth with a million dollar pussy stinkin
They're smashin you on the table while you rollin a blunt
Watchin the Vogue on the cable, gettin your hair sewed in
Cause your facial expression, look like a fuckin rodent
Loosen up bitch, stiff like the Tin Man
Don′t even wear lingerie, always talkin about your dead man
Used to be a gangsta, I don′t wanna hear that shit I'm eatin
I got some fine Puerto Rican girls I′m meetin
Y'all stay with these wack-ass has-beens
I′m leavin with the quickness
Y'all plastic monkeys at the Greek picnics