Bitch, I Love You

Bitch, I love you
 I don't know just why
 Bitch has done me wrong
 But now baby
 That's why you got me
 Singin' my song
 Hey, hey, hey, hey
 Girl, you know you love
 To talk some shit
 Bitch, don't make me
 Bust ya in your lip
 She talka me back
 And gonna make me
 Hit your lips
 Hey, hey, hey, hey
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 Come home late at night
 Would you know that it
 Just ain't right
 I'm here make a bad girl blue
 Yeah, I'm gonna be here
 Hittin' on you
 Hey, hey, hey
 Yeah, what's wrong with you?
 I gave you all this money, tryin' to do you right
 And treat you like a woman
 Look how you make me, look at how you gonna do
 And make me look a damn fool
 People try and talk about that woman over here
 And I got the back of my hand
 Fuck that shit. I'm talking about Black Joe
 Black Joe! Black Joe motherfucker, Black Joe!