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[Hook:] 

It's just me (it's just me mayne) 

And my bitch (and my biatch) 

She hates my guts (she hate my guts) 

And makes me sick (I can't stand her) 

I curse her out (HOE!) 

She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) 

Then we make up (we make up mayne) 

Fuck on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH! 

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[Verse 1:] 

UHHH! 

My main batch in the front yard finna fight my other batch 

Try'na grab each other by each other hair and pull out a patch 

Both of them got Vaseline on they face so they both don't get scratched 

My neighbors ain't trippin (why?) cause they use to that 

The police don't response cause they know they won't be right back 

Togetha, foreva, like that? Yup like that 

Never Chris Makin under? even though pressure bust sprits 

My bitch got my back whether I'm wrong or I'm right 

I'm a gangsta and not no little management psychosanian bad 

A lightway part time convenience she like when I make her laugh 

The other day we was jsut kickin it at powwowing and shit 

Have a breakfast at the waffle house, cheese eggs and grits 

Then all of a sudden come rushing some on mysterious bitch 

Talking and hooping and hollering bout she pregnant and shit 

I reached back as far as I can go I can get 

Then I slapped the shit out that hoe with the back of my fist 

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[Hook] 

It's just me (it's just me mayne) 

And my bitch (and my biatch) 

She hates my guts (she hate my guts) 

And makes me sick (I can't stand her) 

I curse her out (HOE!) 

She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) 

Then we make up (we make up mayne) 

Fuck on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH! 

[Verse 2:] 

Seems like everytime a nigga get home (get home) 

A nigga done did sumthin wrong (sumthin wrong) 

Caught me sex texting on the smart phone (smart phone) 

I'm like "what the fuck is this bitch on? " (bitch on) 

Her parents don't really like her cause we know we be on that thug love 

And they don't get off in our business cause comments thicker than blood 

But her brothers be try'na to test me size me up and mean mug 

But they know that I pack that iron and I'm glued with the gloves 

For the most part we cool and I respects they gangsta 

I gotta baby by they sister we family I ain't no stranger 

Me and my bitch got one of them love/hate relationships we some fools 

Break up to make up then fuck cussing arguing infused 

She don't wanna see me with her and I don't wanna she her with you 

But the problem with me and her is all we do is accuse 

But at the end of the fuckin day, I'm her man not her mouse 

She got mo money than me, but I wear the pants in this house (BIATCH!) 

[Hook] 

It's just me (it's just me mayne) 

And my bitch (and my biatch) 

She hates my guts (she hate my guts) 

And makes me sick (I can't stand her) 

I curse her out (HOE!) 

She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) 

Then we make up (we make up mayne) 

Fuck on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH! 

[Bridge:] 

Can't live with em, can't live without em 

We put our trust in, but we still doubt em 

Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my bitch 

Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my bitch 

I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty draws 

I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty draws (UHH!) 

Can't live with em, can't live without em 

We put our trust in but we still doubt em 

[Hook] 

It's just me (it's just me mayne) 

And my bitch (and my biatch) 

She hates my guts (she hate my guts) 

And makes me sick (I can't stand her) 

I curse her out (HOE!) 

She cuss me out (sorry ass nigga!) 

Then we make up (we make up mayne) 

Fuck on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!