Bitches Ain't Shit (feat. Chevy Woods / Jay 305)

Ty Dolla $ign

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    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
    Heard you nigga got cut down last night... at the club
    Don't blame it on me
    Nah nah
    I know you heard it was some pushing niggas in that motherfucker
    And some blunts
    But don't blame it on me
    Nah, don't blame it on me

    Yea I know he found out that we fuckin... uh
    Girl it ain't my fault you wanna fuck me... too
    Yo nigga laid up in that fuckin hospital and you still think of me
    I swear to God I'll kill yo fuckin ass if you did that shit to me
    Oh... these bitches ain't shit

    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
    And no names said, just cut it... uhm
    If this shit was ever to happen to me... uhm
    Ain't no tellin what a nigga like me you'd do
    How would you feel if the tables turned on you

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    Girl that uhm, girl that body
    I know it ain't yo birthday, but this yo party
    Baby I just do the trees, you could keep the molly
    But make sure that you finish just what you started
    Oh that's Bombay and you ain't got no limits
    So just go down til a nigga finish
    That's proof that you talk bout what you livin
    60 seconds, lemme call you in a minute

    Yo nigga laid up in that fuckin hospital and you still think of me
    I swear to God I'll kill yo fuckin ass if you did that shit to me
    Oh... these bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

    Lay down bitch, get hypnotized and fucked
    Well this is a girl, best friend no cut
    You's a flip, you's a bitch, I don't fuck with you (don't fuck with you)
    My car, you bitch, I'm a bug with you, I don't know why
    I fuck with you
    Let me tell you a story or two
    Bout this bitch nigga and a dumb ass crew (bitch)
    Well, man in jail, a rack is a bell

    Baby you brought me the new drug before she paid his bill
    Grinding myself, just to nail, he just got out
    When his mouth fuckin stupid shut him up
    All these cardin, boo bupty packy mouth
    Baby still callin, do my bid in her mouth
    Go to hell, bitch

    Yo nigga laid up in that fuckin hospital and you still think of me
    I swear to God I'll kill yo fuckin ass if you did that shit to me
    Oh... these bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit, bitches bitches ain't shit
    Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

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