ฟังเพลงBitches

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes and tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks (x5)

(yg verse)

Got this b**ch name tara she let me f**k her in the car

Like Kim Kardashian she wanna be star

Got this b**ch named Brittany with big a** titties

But b**ches aint sh*t cuz b**ches act mickey(huh)

Got a main b**ch but i dont need herr

Err' time we f**k i gotta pop a bean first

Hit the purp then eat that p**sy for desert

It gets worst just watch when she swirts

I got a b**ch who act sididdy she live in the sixes

Every time she hear i got a new b**ch she say she miss me

Imma thug out this club n she stay up in the jungles

Err' time we go to crenshaw mall she have a rumble

Got this b**ch in the hoovers i dont wanna lose her

A** so phat to measure it i need a ruler

Got this bad b**ch that go to north ridge

She always wear gucci but she cant afford it

(chorus)

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes and tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks (x5)

(tyga verse)

Take a b**ch life now its my life

Need a b**ch that could f**k cook clean right

Turn a b**ch out make her lick twice

Yeah she eat p**sy but she don't f**k dikes

Laid in the middle two miller lights

Straight kill a b**ch pop rock lil sprite

Bam bam lil chubby a** curvy car

Tell a b**ch twinkle twinkle come meet a star

I dont owe them no lamar

Kind of money make her come outta leotard

Im in this b**ch like my dick hard

And i shuffle money like playing cards(huh)

Yg tell them b**ches wassup they ready to cut no links in my suit

We dont cuff'em straight duck'em like donald quack quck

I dont even know the sound them b**ches make cuz

(chorus)

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes and tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks (x5)

(nippsey hustle verse)

I like b**ches thats light skin

With a whole lot of a** and get right wid it

Off a pill i could prolly make her like b**ches

Lick licky like a lolly till its like liquid

These hoochies always talkin' bout where my dick is

But if its not in your mouth then get out my business

A ni**a real rachet i aint right for sh*t

Known to f**k and cut her off light switches

(huh)now what i get money b**ch

You look good but to me you just a bummy b**ch

And the funny sh*t is you know my other b**ch

Met me through her on some undercover lover sh*t

God daum aint that yo home girl

These scandals b**ches be living in a cold world

Thats why i flip'em flip'em like a zone girl

And err' week i change the number to my phone cuz

(chorus)

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks

B-b-b-b-b**ches aint sh*t but hoes and tricks

B**ches aint sh*t but hoes n tricks (x5)