Can I Get A Bitch Lyrics - Ant Banks

It's been a long time kickin' it and everybody knows this 

Oak town still in the house, so, I suppose it's 

Time for some more shit, so, yo, peep the flow, bitch 

And I'll be the motherfuckin' host with the most dick 

So, now you know it ain't a damn thang changed up 

Stayin' true to the streets since we came up 

So, blame us for bringin' you the game plus 

Much bass, now the name is just Dangerous 

So, here we go, it's time for some new shit 

From 94 to 95, we can do this 

So nigga, just love this with no playa hation 

'Cause we gets respect all over the nation 

Still in this to win this, so you can pretend this 

Beat this like my dick in yo' mouth until I'm finished 

The shit goes on and on and on 

But when you gets no promotion, that ass is gone 

In the studio, all day puttin' in work 

Hoes didn't give a fuck and man, that shit hurts 

Used and abused, no pain no gain 

Sure them hoes tried to play us but I'm still in the game 

Still in the game, after all these years 

Been bumpin' so long, I can hardly hear 

Still got the same flow that I used to have 

You can clown if you want but don't do it too fast 

'Cause I'ma slow it way down, then shoot your ass 

And send you wanna be pimps, back to class 

'Cause Ant Banks been making these beats too long 

You trying to get with these funky songs 

But the formulas patented, we ain't havin' it 

Game is all we spit, keep on mackin', bitch 

You can't make it hard 

Can't tell a motherfucker how to play this part 

Call me, Short Dawg, baby, from the Dangerous Crew 

Talkin' on the Mobil Ant Banks came through 

Ridin' in a brand new Benz 

A nigga like that might have a few ends 

No shit, bitch, stupid hoe 

You spent your last 10 years in the studio 

We ain't no punks, we can't be played 

Still in the game, still gettin' paid 

You know, we got all the hoes 

More hoes than Swiss cheese, nigga 

Ant Banks you wanna hoe? You wanna bitch? 

Well, can I get a bitch? 

(Bitch) 

Nigga, can I get a bitch? 

(Bitch) 

Short, give me a bitch? 

(Bitch) 

Banks jump yo' fat ass in the mix 

Yeah, the shit gets hectic but you gots to expect it 

10 years chillin' in the game, well respected 

But check this, some niggaz don't give it up 

Never be givin' us props, see we don't stop 'cause we don't give a fuck 

We gets paid, so tell me what a nigga know 

We hit him low with the bass, than we get more 

Number one album, so, where the fuck you at? 

Doing sit-ups, stay off my dick, still tryin' to rap ' 

Damn, we never ballin' out of control 

We open doors for the motherfuckin' O, now, let's roll 

Everybody up 'cause we all got to get it 

And when you get your motherfuckin' chance, nigga, spit it 

So, listen to what I'm tellin' G, come with the melody 

Or keep yo' skin tight, so you can have longetivity 

Like the Bad Ass, shit, I had to earn that name 

Some love it some hate it but I'm still in the game 

Say, bitch? 

(Bitch) 

Nigga, can I get a bitch? 

(Bitch) 

Short, give me a bitch? 

(Bitch) 

[Incomprehensible] 

Young nigga in the fifth grade, stealin' cigarettes 

At ten years old, he was a real vet 

Sellin' gold weed, makin' money like a star 

Wasn't old enough to drive but he still bought a car 

Ten years later, he was sellin' coke 

Fuck with the nigga, he was killin' folks 

Had to do a couple of niggas or he would've caught the chrome 

Hopped on the plane, straight got gone 

3 years on the run, still in the game 

Bounce back through the town, ain't nothin' change 

Caught a murder beef but the shit was weak 

Charges got dropped in less than two weeks 

Nigga went through alot but his bank is fat 

They tried to catch him up with them wiretaps 

[Incomprehensible] 

You can clown all you want but we still in the game 

Somebody say, bitch 

(Bitch) 

Say, bitch 

(Bitch) 

Say, bitch, bitch 

(Bitch, bitch) 

Say bitch, bitch, bitch 

(Bitch, bitch, bitch ) 

Let me hear y'all scream 

(Hoo) 

Scream 

(Hoo) 

Short Dawg and Ant Bank's in the house, bitch 

And we mackin'