Artist: Merkules Album: Bitch Like You (S) Song: Bitch Like You Typed by: AZ Lyrics Stupid fuckin' bitches, man That where it's like They only there when the bread's around Ones that's gone, sour day Think I'm fuckin' stupid Whatever man Let me talk Yo No matter what I did, I just couldn't escape See that one tear trickle when I look at your face She caught me off guard, I was putted in my place And we threw it all away, still what a disgrace We get in fight and you call me an asshole Always disregardin' a fact, it's the way you act, tho You would rage, I would keep it to myself So couldn't always actin' like it's who needs the help It's been rough and my situation still tough Seen 'em come and go in the past So I don't feel much It's got me feelin' like my back against the wall To teach 'em how to walk, first you have to let 'em crawl, so I let it be and now she hit me up to hang out Trynna call to crib, I ain't livin' in the same house I'm on tour, hittin' bitches, gettin' brains now Started doin' better and you lookin' kinda lame now I never need another bitch like you It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls I never need another bitch like you It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls She was nothin' like these others that I knew before I got caught in the smile but she's a stupid whore She had me thinkin' all this chemistry was there I was blinded by her beauty, couldn't tell she didn't care It's for now I'm well aware, never fall into her stare You get caught up in despair and it's all just isn't fair, so I live life like the man that I should've been Chest out, walkin' by myself with a crooked grin I can't let a chick get to my head Fuck bitches, gettin' money, make a million instead Instead of focusin' on pussy, try gettin' some bread 'Cause they'll stab you in the back, ones your dinners been fed, yeah Type of girl that would run you for your last pennies I made it straight to the top and I got my hands steady It right there on the map with all the cash ready But I ain't givin' them crumbs, I got a fat belly I never need another bitch like you It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls I never need another bitch like you It's all about my biz, watchin' everythin' I do Gettin' in my way when I gotta do my job Maybe that's the reason I ain't answerin' your calls