Artist: Lil B Album: 05 Fuck Em (Mixtape) Song: Lil B Typed by: AZ Lyrics Bitch mob, bitch, what it do I make ya bitch fuck me Real street nigga, so I prolly wouldn't trust me Stay with the Glock with the nine or the musket I'm the Based God, so your bitch wanna fuck me Bad coke deal, so we call this shit husky Lookin' for a Lassie Infrared dotted shotgun lookin' classy Red dots on the boy, like a game Shoutout to bitch stone, I'm a make Twitter I got dope and stones, I got business stones Pretty rich, rockstar I'm Rolling Stones I got rows of stones I'm rollin' holmes Pop somethin' so quick that'll close your dome Pop somethin' so quick that'll expose your dome Come out, fuck this bitch, and raid your home This is my time, I'm a fuckin' shine Niggas out west with the vicious grind Fuck the boss, nigga, the bitch is mine Won't break her back, the bitch is mine Watch your bitch, fine The bitch won't survive I'm a fuckin', like 'em wet and slidin', you feel me? Credit card and slide 'em Don't make me pull out the receipts if I'm lyin' I need a Mexicana Latina mami I need a gangster bitch with a body You feel me, that likes to start the party Pop a couple pills and I see you in the morning Little B, Little B you are the shit I'm talkin' Little B, Little B, Little B you are the shit I'm talkin' Little B, Little B, Little B you are the shit I'm sayin' Little B, Little B, Little B won't you please come fuck with me