歌曲 | Cotex |
歌手 | BWP |
专辑 | The Bytches |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lyndah, Sexx | |
No, no, no, this is all wrong | |
I can't take this today | |
I'm on my period | |
Look, Leeanda, you come up to my office right now | |
Leeanda, Leeanda | |
[L] | |
No, it's Lyndah! | |
[Boss] | |
Whatever | |
I never understood why you people had such funny names anyway | |
I know that you people don't like to work | |
But around here you have to work | |
And you're going to work hard | |
Is that understood? | |
Take those headphones off of your ears! | |
You're not going to listen to that nigg | |
I mean rap music in this establishment | |
Is that understood? | |
Is it? | |
Answer me! | |
And furthermore, you're going to work through your break | |
Through lunch, and overtime | |
[L] | |
I can't work overtime, I have to pick up my daughter at 6:00 | |
[Boss] | |
That's not important | |
Now we know who's boss around here, don't we? | |
Now get out of my office! | |
[door slam] | |
Goddam niggers | |
[Verse 1:] | |
[L] | |
Bitch bleeding all fucking day | |
Up in her ass, dripping down her legs | |
Her panties are soaking, drenched in blood | |
Her ass so cakey, it feel like a bug | |
She got cramps shooting up as far as her breasts | |
[L & TM] | |
That bitch got PMS! | |
[L] | |
She crabby as hell, couldn't give a fuck | |
But yo bitch, you out of luck | |
You used the last fucking Cotex an hour ago | |
Ain't got no money, can't run to the store | |
So hot from the chair, no time to fess | |
[L & TM] | |
Bitch, you go change your Cotex! | |
[Verse 2:] | |
Blood clots, big as the fucking block | |
You fucking with everybody on the job | |
Is your head pounding from all that blood? | |
Well, yo bitch, shut the fuck up! | |
Gather up the tissues, stick it up your hole | |
And don't try to act cute, you fucking hoe | |
You ain't had tissues, so you used a rag | |
You lying, dirty douche bag | |
Back to the problem | |
[L & TM] | |
What she said? | |
[L] | |
Bitch, your drawers is red | |
I'm a give you a piece of my mind | |
Bitch, blood's on your behind | |
Goddam motherfucker fish smelling bitch | |
Looking three months pregnant, go take a shit | |
I know you sick of this bloody time of the month | |
You can't get no dick 'cause your husband fronts | |
Walking around he all riffing and shit | |
I oughta whoop your ass, bitch | |
I'm a tell you to your face, 'cause I won't fess | |
[L & TM] | |
Bitch, you go change your Cotex! | |
[Verse 3:] | |
[L] | |
Now you walking around all fucking day | |
But no one wants to tell you your ass is red | |
Carrying on like you hot shit | |
You leaking, bitch! | |
Fuck out my face, and do it fast | |
Before I shove my foot in your ass | |
And if I get fired from this fucking job | |
Every payday, bitch, your ass is robbed | |
So be on your way, and don't try to flex | |
Bitch | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
[Outro:] | |
[L] | |
I quit | |
Fuck you, fucking white bitch! | |
Kick your fucking ass | |
[Boss] | |
Leeanda, Leeanda | |
I don't approve of that language around here | |
I won't have you speak to me in that maner | |
Leeanda, get back here | |
Get back here now, Leeanda! | |
Fucking niggers | |
[L] | |
At this end I end you | |
Fucking gutless whore | |
Whatever |
zuo qu : Lyndah, Sexx | |
No, no, no, this is all wrong | |
I can' t take this today | |
I' m on my period | |
Look, Leeanda, you come up to my office right now | |
Leeanda, Leeanda | |
L | |
No, it' s Lyndah! | |
Boss | |
Whatever | |
I never understood why you people had such funny names anyway | |
I know that you people don' t like to work | |
But around here you have to work | |
And you' re going to work hard | |
Is that understood? | |
Take those headphones off of your ears! | |
You' re not going to listen to that nigg | |
I mean rap music in this establishment | |
Is that understood? | |
Is it? | |
Answer me! | |
And furthermore, you' re going to work through your break | |
Through lunch, and overtime | |
L | |
I can' t work overtime, I have to pick up my daughter at 6: 00 | |
Boss | |
That' s not important | |
Now we know who' s boss around here, don' t we? | |
Now get out of my office! | |
door slam | |
Goddam niggers | |
Verse 1: | |
L | |
Bitch bleeding all fucking day | |
Up in her ass, dripping down her legs | |
Her panties are soaking, drenched in blood | |
Her ass so cakey, it feel like a bug | |
She got cramps shooting up as far as her breasts | |
L TM | |
That bitch got PMS! | |
L | |
She crabby as hell, couldn' t give a fuck | |
But yo bitch, you out of luck | |
You used the last fucking Cotex an hour ago | |
Ain' t got no money, can' t run to the store | |
So hot from the chair, no time to fess | |
L TM | |
Bitch, you go change your Cotex! | |
Verse 2: | |
Blood clots, big as the fucking block | |
You fucking with everybody on the job | |
Is your head pounding from all that blood? | |
Well, yo bitch, shut the fuck up! | |
Gather up the tissues, stick it up your hole | |
And don' t try to act cute, you fucking hoe | |
You ain' t had tissues, so you used a rag | |
You lying, dirty douche bag | |
Back to the problem | |
L TM | |
What she said? | |
L | |
Bitch, your drawers is red | |
I' m a give you a piece of my mind | |
Bitch, blood' s on your behind | |
Goddam motherfucker fish smelling bitch | |
Looking three months pregnant, go take a shit | |
I know you sick of this bloody time of the month | |
You can' t get no dick ' cause your husband fronts | |
Walking around he all riffing and shit | |
I oughta whoop your ass, bitch | |
I' m a tell you to your face, ' cause I won' t fess | |
L TM | |
Bitch, you go change your Cotex! | |
Verse 3: | |
L | |
Now you walking around all fucking day | |
But no one wants to tell you your ass is red | |
Carrying on like you hot shit | |
You leaking, bitch! | |
Fuck out my face, and do it fast | |
Before I shove my foot in your ass | |
And if I get fired from this fucking job | |
Every payday, bitch, your ass is robbed | |
So be on your way, and don' t try to flex | |
Bitch | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Outro: | |
L | |
I quit | |
Fuck you, fucking white bitch! | |
Kick your fucking ass | |
Boss | |
Leeanda, Leeanda | |
I don' t approve of that language around here | |
I won' t have you speak to me in that maner | |
Leeanda, get back here | |
Get back here now, Leeanda! | |
Fucking niggers | |
L | |
At this end I end you | |
Fucking gutless whore | |
Whatever |
zuò qǔ : Lyndah, Sexx | |
No, no, no, this is all wrong | |
I can' t take this today | |
I' m on my period | |
Look, Leeanda, you come up to my office right now | |
Leeanda, Leeanda | |
L | |
No, it' s Lyndah! | |
Boss | |
Whatever | |
I never understood why you people had such funny names anyway | |
I know that you people don' t like to work | |
But around here you have to work | |
And you' re going to work hard | |
Is that understood? | |
Take those headphones off of your ears! | |
You' re not going to listen to that nigg | |
I mean rap music in this establishment | |
Is that understood? | |
Is it? | |
Answer me! | |
And furthermore, you' re going to work through your break | |
Through lunch, and overtime | |
L | |
I can' t work overtime, I have to pick up my daughter at 6: 00 | |
Boss | |
That' s not important | |
Now we know who' s boss around here, don' t we? | |
Now get out of my office! | |
door slam | |
Goddam niggers | |
Verse 1: | |
L | |
Bitch bleeding all fucking day | |
Up in her ass, dripping down her legs | |
Her panties are soaking, drenched in blood | |
Her ass so cakey, it feel like a bug | |
She got cramps shooting up as far as her breasts | |
L TM | |
That bitch got PMS! | |
L | |
She crabby as hell, couldn' t give a fuck | |
But yo bitch, you out of luck | |
You used the last fucking Cotex an hour ago | |
Ain' t got no money, can' t run to the store | |
So hot from the chair, no time to fess | |
L TM | |
Bitch, you go change your Cotex! | |
Verse 2: | |
Blood clots, big as the fucking block | |
You fucking with everybody on the job | |
Is your head pounding from all that blood? | |
Well, yo bitch, shut the fuck up! | |
Gather up the tissues, stick it up your hole | |
And don' t try to act cute, you fucking hoe | |
You ain' t had tissues, so you used a rag | |
You lying, dirty douche bag | |
Back to the problem | |
L TM | |
What she said? | |
L | |
Bitch, your drawers is red | |
I' m a give you a piece of my mind | |
Bitch, blood' s on your behind | |
Goddam motherfucker fish smelling bitch | |
Looking three months pregnant, go take a shit | |
I know you sick of this bloody time of the month | |
You can' t get no dick ' cause your husband fronts | |
Walking around he all riffing and shit | |
I oughta whoop your ass, bitch | |
I' m a tell you to your face, ' cause I won' t fess | |
L TM | |
Bitch, you go change your Cotex! | |
Verse 3: | |
L | |
Now you walking around all fucking day | |
But no one wants to tell you your ass is red | |
Carrying on like you hot shit | |
You leaking, bitch! | |
Fuck out my face, and do it fast | |
Before I shove my foot in your ass | |
And if I get fired from this fucking job | |
Every payday, bitch, your ass is robbed | |
So be on your way, and don' t try to flex | |
Bitch | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Go change your Cotex! | |
Outro: | |
L | |
I quit | |
Fuck you, fucking white bitch! | |
Kick your fucking ass | |
Boss | |
Leeanda, Leeanda | |
I don' t approve of that language around here | |
I won' t have you speak to me in that maner | |
Leeanda, get back here | |
Get back here now, Leeanda! | |
Fucking niggers | |
L | |
At this end I end you | |
Fucking gutless whore | |
Whatever |