Текст песни Girlfight

Its about to be a... girlfight

REMIX

Hey, sendin this out to all the girl

That got beef with another bitch

Just walk up to that bitch and tell her

Whatcha tell her??

I don't fight..

I don't argue..

I just hit that chick with a bottle

I don't fight..

I don't argue..

I just hit that chick with a bottle

[Chorus]

It's a bout to be a what??... GIRLFIGHT

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

It's about to be a what??... GIRLFIGHT

[Verse 1 : Miss B]

I hit that chick wit a bottle

I hit her full throttle

Didn't think I could do it

Cause I look like a model

I'm so impossible

Originated for girlfights

The first to leave a heffa in the hospitol

Thats me, YUP! Ms B

Ms. bottle action

I swear you heffas can't see me

Ya'll can't never take me and insinuate me

Turn around and bite me, and try to demonstrate me

Huh?

How bout I slap ya, and hit ya with one of these

Punch ya homie in the mouth with a handful of rings

Don't need no help, I can do it myself

Had a clique full of girls, now you all by yourself

YEAAAAHH....

You all alone, you ain't said one word

Think security gonna stop it? I'll just flip them a bird

What? You gotta beef baby, I tell ya, we can cook it

Put ya dukes up bitch, you wanna fight we can do it

[Chorus]

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

It's about to be a what??... GIRLFIGHT

[Verse 2 : Da Brat]

Slit ya throat to the meat, bitch if you got beef

And thats food for thought, so my pits can eat

If I gotta fight the girl

Im snatchin out her curls
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Ima catch that hoe around the corner

Beat her tushy earl

And let her world cave in, like her face

No body know I done it, cause I left no trace

Im a bad motha fucka, chi-town my home base

Brooke diggin in yo ass, Happy Valentines Day

Do what I say, lay lay lay, my knuckles on ya jaw

You won't never get a witness sayin what they saw

I ain't tryin to be no victim, you wanna cross that line

I leave a bitch leakin blood, like its period time

Got that old skool in me like tampax

You can't leave home without my CD like air-max

I throw them bows left to right

I'm So So Def-a-like legendary like Like Mike Biiiottch!

[Chorus]

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

It's about to be a what??... GIRLFIGHT

1, 2 meet me outside

[Verse 3: Remy Martin]

Look, if you really wanna get it poppin

I can act like I ain't got a album droppin

But, you the type to talk shit

Get ya ass whipped

And then go call the cops

Whose accuse in the process of gettin it started

Filin all types of reports sayin you got robbed

Now that ain't gangsta

And you ain't gangsta

Matter fact, your whole motha fuckin crew is wankstas

Im tellin you, you don't really want it with me

I don't know how to act, Remy'll OD

I be camped out, waitin at ya J-O-B

Wit my hair in 2 braids

Face, vaseline

And my squad know the plan before we start thumpin

Even if I'm winnin, we call gon jump in

Talkin wreckless

No hired protection

And we still walkin round them metal detectors

[Chorus]

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

We bout to throw them bows

We bout to swing them thangs

It's about to be a what??... GIRLFIGHT

I'm poppin 1 heffa, 2 heffas, 3 heffas, 4

If that chick with her, watch her watch her hit the flo

I don't fight

I don't argue

I just hit that chick with a bottle