Testo My Bitches - Sexyy Red
Testo della canzone My Bitches (Sexyy Red), tratta dall'album Ghetto Superstar
(Focus, focus, focus)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
I take a bitch down for my bitches (my bitch)
Bitch, you gotta get around for my bitches (my bitch)
Make a bitch skip town for my bitches (my bitch)
Smoke a bitch like a pound for my bitches (my bitch)
Bitch, my name Sexyy Red, A.K.A. the big boss
I'm the one my bitches call when it's time to act a dawg
5'5" super fly, and I stand real tall
If you fuck with my bitches, I'll cut your dick off
Ain't none of my bitches ever get cross off
We some head busters, plus I ain't got no screws at all
And don't let me call my bitch, 'cause she got the fucking paws
We ain't like you other bitches, y'all be working with the law
Fuck your bitches, they can't fuck with my bitches
All my bitches, money getters, smash niggas
You thought you wanted drama, so I finally caught up with you (bet)
Beat the hoe ass then beat the bitch sister (bet)
Strip a hoe naked then whip her with the pistol (word)
Hoe hit her of my boyfriend been some killers (word)
Bad nine now hoe, fuck with my people
You heard what I said, for my bitches, I get evil (word)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
I take a bitch down for my bitches (my bitch)
Bitch, you gotta get around for my bitches (my bitch)
Make a bitch skip town for my bitches (my bitch)
Smoke a bitch like a pound for my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches go hard, my whole crew raw
Yeah, we might look good, but we still crack jaws
I break a bitch neck, and cut a nigga balls off
Everybody know I ride for my motherfucking dawgs
If I love every one of my bitches (bitches)
And you gon' get it bad, if you ever cross my sisters
My bitch don't like you, then I don't fuck with you (with you)
How can you bitches tell that we can all feel you (feel you)
Old bitches mad 'cause we young and hella pretty
Yeah, you might be with it, but we with it times 50
Rock with these hoes, that's a no, we ain't friendly
Cross one of my bitches, I'ma send you to your granny
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
If you my bitch don't fall don't switch (don't switch)
I'm too real but is fake friends
I'm the one that get backstabbed in the end
Don't trust these niggas (niggas), or these hoes (these hoes)
If you my bitch, stick to the girl code (the code)
Me and my bitch, we both be on go (go, go)
Bitch if you need me, let a bitch know
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
I take a bitch down for my bitches (my bitch)
Bitch, you gotta get around for my bitches (my bitch)
Make a bitch skip town for my bitches (my bitch)
Smoke a bitch like a pound for my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches (my bitch), my bitches (my bitch)
My bitches, I love my bitches (my bitch)
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Writer(s): Janae Wherry
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