Artist: Lil B Album: Gold House (Mixtape) Song: My Day Off Typed by: AZ Lyrics Yo check this out, bitch ya hear me? I just copped that new hoe ya bitch Ya know I just got that new Bentley, ya heard me nigga We do everything in the Gold House bitch Tiny shirts, pink shirts Tiny pants everything I don't wear nothing baggy no more Bitch I do everything now I ice my wrist This bitch ain't nothing, on this bitch Smoking a 150 inch TV My remote look like a DVD player In the library, I was reading books when you was fucking hoes in they ass I'm about that cash nigga green on greeter Fuck that oil, that ain't nothing Can't nobody fuck the BasedGod's bitch I... Bitch Mob, you feel me? I rep Bitch Mob cause that hoe ain't shit And I ain't gone die for it cause that doe ain't shit Nigga play your cards right cause the doe ain't shit Nigga riding 4 door had to hold they clip Nigga open 2 door and that, ain't flip Hide back in drive through that bitch Got the mask up, I'm with them No help, I'm a one man army But I ride on 'em man I'm a veteran Put a 9 on your back like a letterman Now-a-days, I don't know the fake or real The fake ones, be the geeked up squad, ya feel me? You wanna speak you can speak a deal Yea, but what's the fucking issue Need some tissue, nigga save yourself Don't play yourself, Gold House mixtape Lil B back Bitch Mob So you know what's happening Did it for the world, mother fuck the rapping Now I know that you like me bitch It's Friday, my day off In the hood with a beautiful bitch I'm that pretty bitch, that gangster shit