D.M.B. Lyrics

Yeah
Fake homies do turn to fake phony dudes
Let me find out that you phony too
Yeah, fake homies do turn to fake

Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bitch
Hold my gun, load it up, count my slugs
(That's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, be my bitch (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'

Roll my blunt, fill my cup
Be my bitch, rub my gut
Rub yo' butt, be my slut
Be my cunt, yeah, so what?
Fuck them hoes (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Fuck they talkin' 'bout?
'Cause they don't know nothin'

Time to call it what it was
First I thought it wasn't nothin'
Probably think I wanna hit and run
Bad girls wanna have fun
I don't want no goody two-shoes, no, none
I ain't no priest, I ain't gon' preach
I ain't want no goodie-goodie
But she still praise Jesus
I share my clothes with my bitch like she my sis'
I don't beat my bitch, I need my bitch
She clean my crib, she feed my friends
She keep my secret, she keep my fridge packed
My freezer lit
That's how deep I get, negative degrees
What's the type of bitch I need?

Roll my, roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bitch (that's my bitch)
Hold my, hold my, load it up, count my slugs (that's my bitch)
Yeah, they don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, be my bitch (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (that's my bitch)
They don't know, they don't know

Roll my blunt, fill my cup
Be my bitch, rub my gut
Rub yo' butt, be my slut
Be my cunt, yeah, so what?
Fuck them hoes (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Fuck they talkin' 'bout?
'Cause they don't know nothin'

She got bank accounts too
With big amounts, shit you couldn't count
Just pick the number that you couldn't count to
Like an attitude, curve a nigga
When she didn't have too
Around the Lords like a British counsel
With all the sticks around you
We can build you a wooden castle
Got a penthouse, see the Bronx Zoo
Got a town house with the town view
Got surround sound with the top down
Up Allerton up to Soundview
I was lost then, but I found you
Lil' slim thick with a bounce too
It's your tough love that I'm bound to
I fuck it up, then it's round two

Roll my, roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bitch (that's my bitch)
Hold my, hold my, load it up, count my slugs (that's my bitch)
Yeah, they don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, be my bitch
(I fell in love with you)(that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (I fell in love with you)
(That's my bitch)
They don't know, they don't know

Roll my blunt, fill my cup
Be my bitch, rub my gut
Rub yo' butt, be my slut
Be my cunt, yeah, so what?
Fuck them hoes (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Fuck they talkin' 'bout?
'Cause they don't know nothin'

I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you
I fell in love with you

Baby (I fell in love with you)
It's been a little time since we both (I fell in love with you)
Fell for our first encounter (first encounter)
And baby (baby)
Don't let another nigga try my baby
Girl, you know I'm one call away (I wish a nigga would try, I'm one phone call away)
It's nothin' (shit ain't nothin', baby)
And baby (baby)
My angel and my goddess (angel and my goddess)
When my head get cloudy (my head get cloudy, my thoughts get cloudy)
Your soulmate (my soulmate and my goddess)
And baby
Took a little time in a gray place
For nothin', nothin'

Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bitch
Hold my gun, load it up, count my slugs (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, be my bitch (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Roll my blunt, fill my cup (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'

Roll my blunt, fill my cup
Be my bitch, rub my gut
Rub yo' butt, be my slut
Be my cunt, yeah, so what?
Fuck them hoes (that's my bitch)
They don't know nothin'
Fuck they talkin' 'bout?
'Cause they don't know nothin'