Needy Bitch

[Intro: Girl]
Hey what you doin?
Yeah niggas den got fake since they got back
Oh, well I was just wondering can you buy me this purse?
Its Louie, yo belt Louie, so can I match yo fly sometimes?

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Pull up to the club in the crispest shit
Lookin crispy as shit with about 50 and slip
It ain't even funny hoes do the silliest shit
How you gone suck a nigga dick and try and give me a kiss?
I'm the nigga known for taking bitches out after work
Fuck em till they fall asleep and slap the house on the 1st
Kush and lean got me thinking I'm on top of the earth
Gold teeth for a week, slappin shots on the vert
Don't you hate when a bitch think you owe her some cho
Let you fuck a couple times she think you owe her fa sho
You den got a couple times she start calling for mo
Stop picking up the phone she start callin ya bro
You forgot when I met you, you was walking to school
In the middle of the month when you was calling for food
Fuck you think you talking to, baby I'm far from a fool
It's Team Eastside bitch we all play by the rules

[Interlude: Girl]
I should have know his broke ass wasn't gone have it
Let me call him and ask him can I get it
Hello? Hey
Where you at? You on the Warren?
Come pick me up in that magnum
We need to go to the set, I seen some trues I want
What? You witcho bitch, the fuck that supposed to mean?

[Verse 2: Team Eastside D-Nice]
Two g's on the belt, two C's on the glasses
So its double the trouble
When you see me in traffic
This ain't duck-duck-goose
We just fuck them and pass em
Bend em over the couch, don't fuck up the plastic
Bitch I'm a savage, fuck yo lashes!
I heard you was a freak and got fucked in magnums
You can't get no shoes, good luck for asking
Trues half way down, you got fucked in fashion
I need head first bitch like it or not
And all you gettin out of me is pipe and a pop
Wrist game shitty, ice in the top
It's the dick game really why she like to get popped
I told you before, hoes ain't shit
And if she ain't worth fucking then ho that bitch
We can be Bonnie and Clyde, hold that clip
Put these pills in yo pussy but you know thats it

[Interlude: Girl]
Damn, I fuck with the brokest niggas
Let me call him and ask em
Aye can you pay my phone bill and give me half on my rent
My baby daddy been on some bullshit so
You say you got the bag right
Can I get half?
Hello? Hello?

[Verse 3: Team Eastside Snoop]
Look bitch, go suck a dick
I'm a real street nigga, I ain't with that sucka shit
You wanna fuck the clique cause my team on?
Owner tryin to put us out cause our weed strong
All in the club, but yo rent due
You her baby daddy, he a shrimp too
Bitch who? You got me fucked up
Talking bout her phone bill, so the fuck what?
In the club buffed, plus my wrist icey
To me another bitch, but you his wifey
To me it ain't shit, but the shit triflin
Watch out for the feds, them bitches inditin
Watch out for these hoes, real talk
Nike for the 3, pill talk
Reckless on my line, deal off
Cup full of lean, seal off

[Interlude: Girl]
Hey, what you doin?
I was just callin cause I need these shoes I seen
Red bottoms, spikes on em, so wassup I need a couple dollas
Hair need to be done, my feet need to be done and nails
So can I have the money please?
Please?

[Verse 4: Damedot]
I can't stand a needy ass bitch
Always got her hand out bitch quit asking for shit
Just last week you was craving red lobster
Now you on the phone telling me you need some red bottoms
You need this, you need that, bitch you need a job
You don't work, or go to school, you a slob
Ain't tryin to do shit
Ain't trying to make no money
You too busy being broke with yo friends bitch you funny
Talking bout you going to Wayne State next semester
Bitch you ain't got two dimes to rub together
Bitch quit lying, we all know the deal
You just like to take shots of 18, fuck, and chill
Fuck all the bullshit, bitch get some funds
And stop telling me to buy clothes for your son
Telling me you hate yo baby daddy and you done
But you all on his dick when you see him at the club
You buying fake bags from the urban connect
I'm buying weight bags call it serve and collect
Bitch you ain't loyal, I'mma dog you to death
Cause yo lifestyle foul, bitch don't call me or text