When you met her she was right, so thick Somethin' better than a wife, no glitch She wants forever, but she might go click If you leave her you'll see a (Psycho bitch!)
Now she's calling your crib at night, so sick Wanna pop up and tryin' ta fight your chick Lorena Bobbit told her to slice your dick If you ever break up with a (Psycho bitch!)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Don't gimme that shit but a nigga don't care, never coulda be there That I was up in the middle of a game of double dare When I woke up I was motherfucking nightmare How you gonna fuck me on Sunday When you wanna say you love me on Monday, you bugging! Thinkin' everybody gotta bow down cause you off with your loving If you on your telephone and then she lose it when you using it If you sleep don't leave it on nigga, for true she will go trough with it If she, call a bitch back from your phone and chew the chick a new uterus Even if that situation is not lewd the bitch is ludicrous Mad when you got a better bitch around Sad cause you never wanna kiss her now Never would have got up in the woman If I knew it about the menace then I'd never dicked her down If she taking Seroquel and Celexa The bitch probably stop and then try to catch ya Sleeping with a beauty itchin' to get ya You better hope you never leave on a stretcher If you with a psycho don't go through with it, be through with it Right in the midst of happiness her mood'll switch, she'll ruin it You think that you know women and that you're so intuitive Bet that nigga didn't think at the end of this you would have to shoot a bitch
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko] Please, don't bring that psycho shit to me (I love you, why don't you love me?) Never ever go down low with a (Psycho bitch!) Better never ever go out with a (Psycho bitch!) Everybody better learn how to see a (Psycho bitch!) Never know when your girl might be a psycho Cause your bitch is psycho too, psycho too Killa with a milla, put a knife in you, twice in you Your bitch is psycho too, psycho too Killa with a milla, put a knife in you, twice in you
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Yo! She poppin' up at the club Lookin' for you when the roll is in And when the push comes to shove Here you go on the floor with this ho again Psycho bitches never let it go, trippin's inevitable Be ready to get up and go (Why?) Cause Tecca Nina just said that it's so! Break in my crib, sniffin' my drawers Lookin' for white bitch hair on my balls Trippin' with you when you out with the family She get it poppin' right there in the mall Fuck with the bitch is definite, vetter watch who the you steppin' with Fuck attention deficit, better watch who the fuck you messin' with Just because I fuck you, that don't mean we getting married, ho The way you sit around the corner from my house is scary though Psycho bitches when it comes to relationships are very slow Bitch'll never understand it's over until you buried low No, don't be up in the MySpace figuring out Trippin' with strippers you think I'm diggin' out Me saying that I'll never be taken by the hands of another man is a bad omen Cause you never know, it might just be by the hands of a woman, psycho bitch
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[Bridge: Tech N9ne] Stop callin' me, never really wanna hear no heartfelt shit You ain't healthy for me and bitch I'm on a health kit Psycho bitches are self-destructive, weak and helpless I'm done with you, bitch, now you can let somebody else hit
[Verse 3: Liquid Assassin] She so sick with it, I stick hit it, and dick fitted Never did I think for a minute to quick quit it Chick is only living and driven to get hitted Turn around and flip and get you in deep shitted But she wasn't better to get you indebted You can make paper and money of men sinning You can run a bitch by adjustin' her antennas But if she's demented you better forget it She's psycho like Michael, you might go wake up to knifes and rifles When your eyes low she's liable like I know to move on you like Tae Bo Even I know this sly ho like rivals be and turn you in to 5-0 Either that you turn your back and the bitch attack with a blade up in your spinal She'll illicit them phone calls, don't stop with them harassing threats When the vision was them drawers and me plottin' on havin' sex Got me trippin', fist in a ball, somethin' gon' happen next I'mma kill this crazy bitch, and give her back to Tech!
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