2 Many Bitches Lyrics - Singles - Blaze Ya Dead Homie

(Chorus 2x) 

2 many bitches wanna see this thug 

When I be 

Ridin' (Ridin') 

Glidin' (Glidin') 

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94 

(Blaze) 

Bitches call me daddy (Hey dad!) 

They like the way a muh'fucka creep, 

through the hood in a caddy 

I'm a mack in my own right, like Cube said 

Getting my dick sucked in a alleyway, by a chickenhead 

I don't love that hoe, and I ain't handcuffing 

Too many bitches, and they turkies needed stuffing 

Like this bitch the other day, begging me to drive over, 

and beat it up properly 

I'm like a young Wilt, still in his prime 

Cause there's oh so many bitches, 

and there's oh so little time 

They all want a piece of the dead, and they can't have it 

Still a little picky, on which hoes that I'm stabbing 

So if I serve dick to you, you've been blessed 

Now go home and brag about the shit to your friends (uh oh!) 

That's the way it goes I suppose 

Got to hit the store, for some more rubbers, 

for these hoe's 

2 many bitches 

(Chorus 2x) 

2 many bitches wanna see this thug 

When I be 

Ridin' (Ridin') 

Glidin' (Glidin') 

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94 

(Anybody Killa) 

When it comes to them bitches, I know a few 

Sack chasing, blood sucking leeches with boobs 

Ready to set it off, I keep 'em blind and lost 

And if they getting lippy, they getting tossed 

Just for frontin' 

There's too many hoes actin' like some bitches 

Not a lick of woman in them, so they get vicious 

Calm me down, hold me back 

Light the blunt, and let me hit it, 

before this 'rat get smacked 

It's like me and Grundy, can spot a chicken coming 

Bobbling her head, ready to gobble dick or something 

Putin' up with hoodrats for years 

Because the streets of the D, are just oh so clear 

But I keep on riding, say what's up 

I'm a sucka for some titties, and a fine ass butt 

Its the life of a killer, true tales with no glitches 

Too much game, brings 2 many bitches for real 

(Chorus 2x) 

2 many bitches wanna see this thug 

When I be 

Ridin' (Ridin') 

Glidin' (Glidin') 

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94 

(Blaze) 

My calendar's filled, 

hoe's making appointments to get it drilled 

Met a chick with a phat ass, couldn't wait to get in that (Who?) 

She said her name was Karen 

And she didn't mind sharing time 

She stayed off I-94 and Outer Drive 

I'm on my way to see Carol from Grandview 

Guess I could stop through, and beat it up for a few 

Creep in through her doorway, and told her to drop them britches 

You ain't the only one, I got 2 many bitches (hooty hooo) 

(Anybody Killa) 

Hey bitch where your girls at? 

Tell them grab they shit, and meet me in the back 

I'm about to put them in a new situation 

Life of luxury, you, your girls and me 

I'm so glad that you took the opportunity, 

to come to the underground 

And open up yourself to me 

But there's so many others out there just like you 

So I'm off to the next 'cause we through 

Thanks again! 

(Chorus 2x) 

2 many bitches wanna see this thug 

When I be 

Ridin' (Ridin') 

Glidin' (Glidin') 

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94 

(Repeat till fades) 

Doin' a buck twenty-five on I-94