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letra de if you were my bitch - caddillac tah

[shady]
now y’all know d-mn well, that a n-gga cain’t sing
yo, don’t mess up my tape kid, this is for the ladies

hook 1: shady (ja rule)

if you we’re my b-tch (if you was my b-tch)
then i’d be ya n-gga
if you we’re my b-tch (if you was my b-tch)
then i’d be ya n-gga

[shady] (ja rule)
girl you know my style, i’ve been peepin for a while
and i really wanna know your name (what’d you say ya was again, holla at me)
i know what you’re thinkin, just anotha star seekin
but baby money ain’t a thang (money ain’t a thang, money ain’t a thang)
cause i can see yourself with me, and i can see myself with you
honey what’choo wanna doooo? (baby girl, what’cha wanna do?)
bump that playa sh-t i talk, a n-gga ain’t just tryin to f-ck
shady n-ggas get lonely too (what oy know about that?)

hook 1

[shady] (ja rule)
rolex’s and lexuses got you cashin checks and sh-t
all yours if you roll with me (come on baby, let me show you some sh-t)
finest female on the block, ‘tween them legs you keep it hot
cool that -ss with i-c-e (be easy)
cause i can see yourself with me, and i can see myself with you
honey what’choo wanna doooo? (what you wann do with me, huh?)
bump that playa sh-t i talk, a n-gga ain’t just tryin to f-ck
shady n-ggas get lonely too (yeah yeah)

[tah murdah]
yo, if you was f-cking with me
i tell you, we couldn’t f-ckin for free
you’d be a b-tch without chips if it was up to me
in other words, if it costs for you
bet i won’t be the reason you be flossin boo, neva spendin a penny
neva no slow necks, f-ck you around fo’ think you gonna down this henny
and inhale this ‘dro, you gotta be kiddin ho
i’m the one with the wetter flow, and there i neva go
just stack and let it grow, i ain’t got chedda’ to blow
sh-t, i’ tryin to see the dealer for the five double o
six, ya heard b-tch? picture this
me gettin hairs and nails done, neva
i rather put it in ya stomach however ya want it

[black child]
if you ever kiss this d-ck, then you my b-tch
if you ever pushed my whip, you hold my bricks
can’t roll my spliff, i smoke ‘dro and sh-t
??? i get dough, and don’t share my sh-t
you hear my sh-t, people wear this d-ck
i don’t fear that cl!ck, i’ll tear that sh-t
and won’t l!ck it, you heard what i said
i might lie on my tongue but won’t lie on my head

[ja rule]
b-tches lets get right, n-ggas lets get right
murderers throw in for life
we gettin high tonight
whether you know it or not baby
i get head in the drop baby
ridin’ down sunset baby
i’ve been somewhat of a freak lately

baby girl if you was my b-tch, you can get a taste d-ck
i like the mouth moist once i put it on ya lips
i hearin a soft voice like “this my sh-t”
and in the back of my mind i’m like “she can’t be serious”
home is where it is, and home wreckers love to leave heads in your whip
to f-ck up your sh-t, baby girl is i was your n-gga
baby girl is you was my b-tch, it would be murderous

hook 1 (with variations by ja)

- caddillac tah

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