Bitches Brewin Lyrics - Into The Sun - Candlebox

Bitches brewin' 

You're at an all time low, you're givin' in 

I've got some blood to spill, it's simple kid 

Come on, come on, now back that smack up swing 

Oh oh, talk the talk 

Oh oh, mean old dog 

Oh oh, bitches brewin' 

Oh oh, bitches brewin' 

Hey, I'm at your beckon call and I'm dressed for sin 

Yes, I've got some sick shoes on, let's get it swingin' 

Oh it's too hot for pop must be that fuckin' yo 

Oh oh, talk the talk 

Oh oh, walk the walk 

Oh oh baby, I want you to answer me 

Come on 

Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed so sleep in it 

I saw you comin' 

Hey hey, talking shit won't fix this bitch 

She's cold and you'll never win, you will never win 

You're at an all time high and you're slinging shit 

If you had an inch of soul, baby, you would benefit 

Fess up or unrest in peace you'll know 

Oh oh, talk the talk 

Oh oh, walk the walk 

Oh oh baby, I think you should 

Fuckin' scream, come on 

Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed so sleep in it 

I saw you comin' 

Hey hey, talking shit won't fix this bitch 

She's cold, you will never win 

Oh, mama, mama, mama so 

Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed so sleep in it 

I saw you comin' 

Hey hey, talking shit won't fix this bitch 

She's cold, you will never 

Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed get in and 

Hey hey, I saw you coming 

Talking shit won't fix this bitch now 

Some say, it's your motherfuckin' bed, won't you get in? 

'Cause you will never win