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Trice - The Chosen One Lyrics



Trice - The Chosen One Lyrics




Bitch I been that nigga you don't need to like me
And all you niggas hating your main bitch like me
She saw me in the club and she said she like me
She say she wanna hug, say she wanna be wifey
Smoking up the dutch, never get enough
Dick in her mouth cause she talk too much
Your bitch give me love you don't need to like me
And all these niggas hating wanna be like me

I pull up to her block cause she say she like me
The bitch say she was cold cause my neck was icy
She ask how you got that cause it looking pricey
Tell me I'm too cute, shortie please don't hype me
I still got the checks, when I rock Adidas
Smoking up the reefer, getting head from eaters
Running to the game, thotting all the way
Bitches see I'm tied, surfing on my waves
Calling all the shots, yeah I make the plays
Light skin Haitian, nigga sak pase
Been around the block, you ain't even know it
You say you wanna fight, ain't know my niggas toting
Big blade in my pocket he ain't never noticed
Stab you so hard, leave my knife broken
Saw you in the streets, kote kob mwen ye
My niggas got that heat leave you MIA

Bitch I been that nigga you don't need to like me
And all you niggas hating your main bitch like me
She saw me in the club and she said she like me
She say she wanna hug, say she wanna be wifey
Smoking up the dutch, never get enough
Dick in her mouth cause she talk too much
Your bitch give me love you don't need to like me
And all these niggas hating wanna be like me

Pull up, pull up to your block where your niggas posted at
Thought you had some loyalty, these niggas ain't gon hold you back
Running through these corners and my niggas all on full attack
Shortie like that ass action, f*ck around and break her back
I'm a down nigga, you could ask my town nigga
Versace on my body looking like I'm selling pounds nigga
9-5 jobs ain't enough, I ain't worth 8 dollars
Wanna pull up with the Lamb, I don't want no Honda
I be on them yams nigga out here, popping every collar
Rollie ooh that ranch, want the watches worth more than Impalas
F*ck around, never put her on the mound
Still hit it out the park, pussy got me saying wow
Sipping on that Henny got a motherf*cker throwed off
I hit her from the back I call that shit that Rosa Parks
Skinny nigga f*ck a skinny bitch and make that pussy spark
My dick touch her soul I don't need to touch her heart

Bitch I been that nigga you don't need to like me
And all you niggas hating your main bitch like me
She saw me in the club and she said she like me
She say she wanna hug, say she wanna be wifey
Smoking up the dutch, never get enough
Dick in her mouth cause she talk too much
Your bitch give me love you don't need to like me
And all these niggas hating wanna be like me
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Bitch I been that nigga you don't need to like me
And all you niggas hating your main bitch like me
She saw me in the club and she said she like me
She say she wanna hug, say she wanna be wifey
Smoking up the dutch, never get enough
Dick in her mouth cause she talk too much
Your bitch give me love you don't need to like me
And all these niggas hating wanna be like me

I pull up to her block cause she say she like me
The bitch say she was cold cause my neck was icy
She ask how you got that cause it looking pricey
Tell me I'm too cute, shortie please don't hype me
I still got the checks, when I rock Adidas
Smoking up the reefer, getting head from eaters
Running to the game, thotting all the way
Bitches see I'm tied, surfing on my waves
Calling all the shots, yeah I make the plays
Light skin Haitian, nigga sak pase
Been around the block, you ain't even know it
You say you wanna fight, ain't know my niggas toting
Big blade in my pocket he ain't never noticed
Stab you so hard, leave my knife broken
Saw you in the streets, kote kob mwen ye
My niggas got that heat leave you MIA

Bitch I been that nigga you don't need to like me
And all you niggas hating your main bitch like me
She saw me in the club and she said she like me
She say she wanna hug, say she wanna be wifey
Smoking up the dutch, never get enough
Dick in her mouth cause she talk too much
Your bitch give me love you don't need to like me
And all these niggas hating wanna be like me

Pull up, pull up to your block where your niggas posted at
Thought you had some loyalty, these niggas ain't gon hold you back
Running through these corners and my niggas all on full attack
Shortie like that ass action, f*ck around and break her back
I'm a down nigga, you could ask my town nigga
Versace on my body looking like I'm selling pounds nigga
9-5 jobs ain't enough, I ain't worth 8 dollars
Wanna pull up with the Lamb, I don't want no Honda
I be on them yams nigga out here, popping every collar
Rollie ooh that ranch, want the watches worth more than Impalas
F*ck around, never put her on the mound
Still hit it out the park, pussy got me saying wow
Sipping on that Henny got a motherf*cker throwed off
I hit her from the back I call that shit that Rosa Parks
Skinny nigga f*ck a skinny bitch and make that pussy spark
My dick touch her soul I don't need to touch her heart

Bitch I been that nigga you don't need to like me
And all you niggas hating your main bitch like me
She saw me in the club and she said she like me
She say she wanna hug, say she wanna be wifey
Smoking up the dutch, never get enough
Dick in her mouth cause she talk too much
Your bitch give me love you don't need to like me
And all these niggas hating wanna be like me
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Writer: Trice
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