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I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the feverīs gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday thatīs alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social doīs
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
Iīm a bitch, Iīm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
`Cause Iīm better than you
Itīs the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I donīt like those, my God, whatīs that
Oh itīs full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back
Translate to:
I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the feverīs gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday thatīs alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social doīs
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
Iīm a bitch, Iīm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
`Cause Iīm better than you
Itīs the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I donīt like those, my God, whatīs that
Oh itīs full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back