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[Intro: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)

[Verse 1: YG]
I can smell a bitch nigga a mile away
Type of nigga so bitch, he should put “bitch-made” on his license plate (Bitch)
From that real shit, you bitch niggas play hide and seek (Bitch ass niggas)
Me and bitch niggas, we don’t conversate
Bitch niggas love saying real niggas tryna hate (Bitch ass nigga)
But nah, nigga, I’m a real nigga, I had to bag up weight
You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (Bitch)
I can’t stand how bitch niggas operate
You’s a bitch (Bitch), your mama know you a bitch (Bitch)
Your girl even know you a bitch (Bitch)
I don’t know how she suck your dick, pause
You got caught with some shit (Shit)
With your best friend and your clique (Clique)
Y’all got caught hittin’ a lick (Hit)
Everybody went down ’cause you snitched (Aw)
Whoever raised you ain’t do a good job at that (That)
Whoever raised you need to get slapped
Karma is a bitch and she gon’ get you, nigga, just like that
‘Cause once a bitch, nigga, always a bitch, facts

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Want me to rap, you gotta book a nigga (Uh-huh)
I fucked his bitch, I took that pussy from a pussy nigga (Yeah)
I’m bringin’ real niggas back, they overlooked a nigga (Uh-huh)
You like to show these niggas guns, I beat him, took your pistol (Hah)
I fuck her all off in the kitchen and I’m cookin’ with her
She made me bacon with the eggs, thought she was cookin’ dinner (Mmh)
Two hours later, you on IG takin’ pictures with her (Yeah)
Soon as I woke up, gave me head, that’s breakfast in bed (Yeah)
Told on your nigga, he went fed, they found out you scared (Hah)
You play with me, you gotta go, I ain’t gotta say it (Nope)
I pull it out, bitch, I’ma blow, so watch how you play it, you lil’…

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

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[Intro]
Grrrrat, head crack
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
Ooh I’m rich bitch
We tote clips, bitch
Y’all just fishsticks
It ain’t Christmas, but it’s lit bitch
See my whip, bitch? Futuristic
We gon hit shit, we don’t miss
Suck a nigga dick with the lipstick
Flick the wrist-wrist, let it gliss-gliss
If he run up on me, we got sticks, bitch
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Ain’t no lovey-dovey, ain’t no kiss-kiss
Baby we real shooters, we some misfits
We do headshots, we do leg shots
Give you red dots, bitch I’m red hot
Yeah, uh, fifty more racks, I’m with my baller bitch
Ay, shawty wan’ fuck, I told her it all depends
After the club and you callin’ up all of your friends
End of the night with somebody daughter again

[Chorus]
Ooh I’m rich bitch
We tote clips, bitch
Y’all just fishsticks
It ain’t Christmas, but it’s lit bitch
See my whip, bitch? Futuristic
We gon hit shit, we don’t miss
Suck a nigga dick with the lipstick
Flick the wrist-wrist, let it gliss-gliss
If he run up on me, we got sticks, bitch
Yeah

[Verse 2]
(Instrumental)

[Chorus]
Ooh I’m rich bitch
We tote clips, bitch
Y’all just fishsticks
It ain’t Christmas, but it’s lit bitch
See my whip, bitch? Futuristic
We gon hit shit, we don’t miss
Suck a nigga dick with the lipstick
Flick the wrist-wrist, let it gliss-gliss
If he run up on me, we got sticks, bitch
Yeah

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[Intro]
Welcome back to sports chat I’m standing here with two fellas who are having a heck of a year, the Bash Brothers
At this point guys I think everyone knows who you are, but just in case, why don’t you introduce yourselves
Oh okay well

[Hook]
They call me Joseeeeeeeee
And I’m Mark
Joseeeeeeeee
And I’m Mark

[Verse 1]
Go Jose go oiled up like Rambo
Take the needle out my butt and hop in the lambo
Th-The anabolics got me feelin’ bionic
Cause’ you know I’m indestructible
I’m Jose, I’m Mark
You’re a stud
And you’re a thoroughbred stallion
Necks laced up with the let’s bash medallion
Rollin’ to hilltop mall to get a pager
Got girls of every flavour
Because we’re in the Majors

Freaks hit up my Skytel, I’ll come mess up your Maybelline
My beeper beeping more than my dialysis machine
K-k-kidney failure’s just part of the game
We’re not ashamed now the world knows my motherfucking name

[Hook]
They call me Joseeeeeeeee
And I’m Mark
Joseeeeeeeee
And I’m Mark

[Bridge]
Canseco, can make the hoes go low
Slow mo for your bro and [?]
1980 oh [?] the year of the [?]
The whole Bay love me cause’ I’m so bolo
Speeding though San Fran
Got a pass from the popo
Pumpin’ my andros then wash ’em down with SoCo

[Verse 2]
Try and touch my cherry curls I’ll put you in a chokehold
Hit the taco bell and drop the extra guacamolo
Hotbox the whole Lambo with pakalolo
And teach me that taekwondo though
Well step into my dojo
Cocaine fists cave your nose hole
They don’t know though
We like Samwise and Frodo
But also like Dorothy and Toto
But way more swole bro
Our bodies are loco that’s why they’re chanting

[Hook]
Joseeeeeeeee (Jose Jose Jose)
And I’m Mark
Joseeeeeeeee (Jose Jose Jose)
My name is Mark McGwire I play first base

They call me Joseeeeee (Jose, Jose, Jose)
(And I’m Mark, And I’m Mark And I’m Mark)
And I’m Mark
Joseeeeeeeee (And I’m Mark, I’m Mark)
And I’m M-m-m-m-Mark

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[Verse 1: Andy, Akiva]
Step into my crib, everything smell like cool water
And if you’re comin’ to mine you know it’s Drakkar Noir
Now have a seat on this couch made of horse leather
I’m told the horse that it’s from could run fast and far
Whooo, That shit is sexy
Tell the maitre’d at your booty to expect me
I’m solo and I’m flexin but don’t try to Soloflex me
NordicTrack all day

Squats in the living room, can I get a witness?
The greatest aphrodisiac is physical fitness
So take off your guess and let go of your stress
‘Cause the classic shit is what comes next

[Chorus: Sia, Andy and Akiva]
Silk robes and kimonos
Silk robes and kimonos
Change outta your own clothes
These athletic days, but oh those…
Oakland Nights
Silk robes and kimonos
It’s our pleasure to loan those
Pumps and pantsuits all day
All work, no play, no way
It’s time for…
Oakland Nights

[Verse 2: Andy, Akiva]
In the bedroom champagne on ice
I make erotic shadow puppets in the candle light
Your hair’s crimped, all frizzy ‘cause you frivolous
I feel like Macho Man and you my Miss Elizabeth
Sizzlish, do some crunches and some scissor kicks
Body shaved slick like an exquisite fish

And I love the way your high-cut thong
Make your butt long
Now take ‘em off
But you know what to leave on

[Chorus: Sia, Andy and Akiva]
Silk robes and Kimonos
Silk robes and Kimonos
Peel off your pleated polos
These athletic days, but oh those
Oakland Nights
Silk robes and Kimonos
I pound the taiko drum in your dojo
Days in padded blazers
Filing papers, no more
It’s time for…
Oakland Nights

Silk robes and kimonos
Silk robes and kimonos
I’m a pro when I bone but I do it pro-bono
You work hard days so you deserve the
Oakland Nights
We’re the Oakland Knights of the round table
Plus I’ll take you out to pizza at the Round Table
Pizza, my favorite pizzeria in Oakland
But bring a change cause you can’t wear your silk robe in

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[Intro]
Doin’ what I gotta do, doin’ what I gotta do
This life is not for you
Uhh, woah woah woah woah

[Chorus: Big Sean & Jhené Aiko]
That’s just the ways, yeah
I swear that’s just the ways
I can’t change how I was raised
You know that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
I overthink too much, that’s just how I was raised
I’m dealin’ with choices that no one around me ever had to make
The result of going down the road less paved without ways
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, yeah yeah
Dad cheated on Mom, that’s how I was raised
So how do you expect me to have different ways?
Broken marriages somehow get inherited
I’m embarrassed to say, but that’s just the ways, that’s just the ways, yeah
So how do you expect me to be financial
And manage the money that everyone ’round me can’t handle?
How do you expect me to be a leader
If I never seen one?

[Chorus: Big Sean & Jhené Aiko]
Cause that’s just the ways, yeah yeah
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways
I can’t change how I was raised
Blowing weed, yellin’ “Fuck the police” every other day
Seen fiends to crack every day, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, yeah yeah
Cause that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways

[Verse 2]
At least I thought so until I got it from a different angle
Back when the closest thing to Arizona was the much mucho mangos
I was drained, though
Going through life no strings attached, still gettin’ tangled
Before I knew I was the one that realized the strings was handled by angles
Thinkin’ I don’t wanna have a kid in this world and it might go to waste
Having a son with a gun on his waist
Falling victim to the system that we can’t escape
Stuck in the city like a never ending maze
Treating problems like they ain’t problems and they a phase
[?] raise cause he can’t take advice I never gave, yeah yeah
Cause if Dad treated Mom with a little respect, yeah
Then he gon’ grow up and find the right girl to protect
Cause family businesses ands good marriages somehow get inherited
When life give you that message, it’s up to you to translate, yeah yeah

[Chorus: Big Sean & Jhené Aiko]
Cause that’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways
I realize I can’t change how I was raised
And give somebody something they never gave
Cause that’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, yeah
That’s just the ways
I ain’t gotta be stuck in my ways
That’s just the ways, yeah yeah
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways

[Outro: Big Sean & Jhené Aiko]
Way, way
It’s like this for you
Way, way
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, yeah, yeah (ways)
Oh ah
Oh ah
That’s just the ways, that’s just the ways
That’s just the ways, yeah, yeah