Testo Bitches - Rich Homie Quan feat. Young Thug
Testo della canzone Bitches (Rich Homie Quan feat. Young Thug), tratta dall'album We Are the South
BitchesRich Homie Quan
Yeah (What?!)
Rich... Homie... Quan
(Thugga. What?! What?!)
My car goes faster than yours lil' nigga damn right I know it (SWOO!)
My bitch she badder than yours hell yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)
My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up, yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh!)
Yo baby momma get fucked by me, my nigga I know it
But I like (Bitches) bitches
(Bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa
(Bitches) bitches (bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa
(Bitches) (bitches)
What you like? (Bitches)
I like (Bitches)
I fuck (Bitches)
I can't trust these (Bitches)
Bitch ass hoes
Every thing a nigga say should be quoted
Get between the lines like a Roly Poly
Rich Homie Quan attracted the green like he's modded
Got a hunna thou in the top room, nigga I ain't playing bout money no more
Say she wanna feature, what's ya budget?
My nigga I'm on, say you want a feature where yo bread (Whoo)
MC Hammer can't touch 'em (can't touch 'em) (can't touch 'em)
Catch a nigga sleepin' in the porta-potty and
Run up on 'em then buss 'em
But I ain't tryna get in no trouble, you can ask thugger
I ain't worry bout nothin', I ain't worry bout jack
Got a hunna bloods with me, all 'em screaming "Ratta-tat-tat"
Money bout longer than a 'Lac
Young stoner life, nigga YSL
Three hoes, call me Quan ills
On the way to heaven, we raise hell
Lame ass niggas (lame-o's)
Try'na act cool, it's a shame on these niggas
[?] times two
[?] in this bitch, [?] with this dick
You took her on a date but I left with this bitch
Cook it in your face like a chef in this bitch, yea chef in this bitch
Cook it, Lil' B voice
Juug it, Deebo voice
Pussy niggas, feed me more
I got birds like B-More
I got your main bitch and she flex on my wood like a carpenter
If the bitch start trippin', I'm Dwight Howard with it
IPhone, yea I'm blocking her!
Hunnid thousand dollars in [?] so a nigga can
Spend 55 thousand dollar on a bar, but I still can't sleep
I say she love me, I love her, I call her babe
Feel like money paid for a nigga, I'm feelin' like ayyee!
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Damon Hendricks
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