Murder Inc - Vita, Vita, Vita Lyrics


Murder Inc Lyrics

Vita, Vita, Vita Lyrics
[Vita]
Who that bitch be, bitch be?
Vita, Vita, Vita
Vita, Vita, Vita
Who that bitch be, bitch be?
Vita, Vita, Vita
Vita, Vita, Vita
Who that bitch be, bitch be?

[Ja Rule]
Niggas know the name
Bitches know the name
V-I-T-A
Hoes stay in lane

[Vita]
Just in case you didn't know
Vita be that feisty chick
Not really impressed with ice and shit
See I'm more concerned with dough
How to stack it and let it grow
Picture me in a custom drop five double O
Y'all don't know
I spit it sick like Lupus
Each bar making it hard for you to dupe this
And the truth is I'm nothing nice
Late night on the corner with my thugs throwing the dice
This is for my, slick cats moving some 'vest
And all of my bitches who's stripping trying to pay for some messes
Don't get discouraged get your dough mama
You better know I'mma milk this game until I'm filthy
See how I'm built G
Genuine dime one of a kind
So what you selling I ain't buying
So nigga, stop trying
Straight out the gate, five hundred thou in one week
Making it hard for you broads to eat

[Vita]
Who that bitch be, bitch be?
Vita, Vita, Vita
Vita, Vita, Vita
Who that bitch be, bitch be?
Vita, Vita, Vita
Vita, Vita, Vita
Who that bitch be, bitch be?

[Tah Murdah]
Niggas know the name
Bitches know the name
V-I-T-A
Way ahead of the game nigga

[Vita]
You like it? Want it?
Get it got it and flaunt it
Vivid and hotter than a lot of broads they timid
If you hearing that hot shit
Then you know that I spitted
And bitches you shitted on
Then you know that I shitted
I never been the type to like to


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