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Friday, May 16, 2008
12:36 AM


Gutta Love

 

If you’re into chicks that smile when you call them a bitch, would rather eat a #4 with a strawberry soda than some saddity restaurant like The Olive Garden, and don’t tolerate the bullshit, you’re in luck. Dallas’ own Traidmark has given you yet another song in celebration of a down ass chick. It’s called “Gotta Gutta Bitch.”

Ladies: Are you feeling all warm inside yet?

Just when you think there are already nine million songs on the exact same subject already out, somebody decides to drop nine million + one in case anyone has grown tired of all the other songs that repeat virtually the same lines. Why do so many people treat innovation like herpes?

For anyone that can't listen right now, here's a portion of the lyrics:

SASSY AND SHE CLASSY, FLY AND SHE FLASH IT
GUTTA, DATS MY GUTTA BITCH, BADD AND SHE NASTY
DONT BE BEEFIN WIT ME, SHE SAY YOU BEEFIN WIT HER
YOU SAY YOU BRAWLIN WITH ME, DEN SHE BE BEATIN YOU UP
PLUS SHE AINT SCARED OF NOTHIN,
RIDIN AND SHE BUSTIN, FIGHTIN AND WE FUSSIN BUT WE ENDIN UP FUCKIN
SHE GUTTA AND I LOVE HER, BREAK BREAD GOT HER COVERED,
THATS A BET LIKE A BROTHER, SAME SEX SAME COLOR,
SHE BADD AS SHE WANNA BE, AND THATS REAL TALK,
AND I CAN TELL YOU WHAT SHE GONNA BE, DOWN FOR HER NIGGA
MONEY OVER BITCHES, SHE GOT ME BREAKIN ALL THE RULES,
BALLIN OUT FOR HER ASS, MY NIGGAS TELL ME IMMA FOOL,
DONT TRIP, NOT AT ALL CUZ MONEY AINT A THANG,
SHE BREAKING BREAD TOO, AND HER FRIENDS SAY THE SAME,
PLUS SHE HATE SUCKIN DICK BUT SHE DO IT FOR ME,
EXPECTING NOTHING IN RETURN, BOA SHE REAL AS CAN BE

Alright, fess up: Which one of ya’ll is ready to toss out your birth control the second someone spits this to you at the Chinese food/BBQ/sandwich shop/pizza parlor/burger joint (this is all one place)? Wait, that snobs snobby. Add bank, revival, and library to that.

Judging from the comments on CHiNA’s imeem page, there are quite a few already.

Bunny said: “this song tite den a biitch.”

Mani wrote: “THIS MY SONG! MY GUTTA BITCH IS MY BOYFRIEND. LOL”

That’s some equal opportunity gutta bitchin’ right there, ya dig?

Tristian is geeked: "already Traidmark reppin that dtown, lone star state, home of tha gutta bitches!!!”

Homechick needs to speak for herself.

And SHUNT3I is so happy about the song, she’s speaking some new language: “Di$Z $HyT q0 HARD.......iiM $T3V3N B.K.A lil TRACy iiM Hii$Z qUTTA CHiCC 4lyF3”

I think my contact just popped out of my eye in disgust.

Well that’s their opinion, what’s yours? Personally, it doesn’t come with a dance, so I can’t really take it seriously. I think I’ll stick to Biggie’s take on this.


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