b*tches* lyrics
by Ayesha Erotica
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[Verse 1]
Now they whack together
b*tch diss me one time; now it's bad forever
Pull up fly as f*ck to the meet and greet
With the F&N and the D&G's
Just dropped 40 bands on a Jesus piece
b*tches in a gay bar this is DMT
I'm the first lady of murdering sex
Pop sh*t, get popped on a chest
Pop b*tch, get popped like an X
It's a cop down bags now I'm copping the Lex
With the home girls from South Chile to chinchillas
[?] the champagne and fake [?]
You bum [?] will not have the catalog
I'm the fourteen [?] through the [?]
Excuse my ego, but some of y'all b*tches is mean hoes
I'm in a strip joint sippin' on pre-co
While you b*tches tryna make it out of weeho
It's not happenin', ma, so start poppin'
Everything you claim in your verse, is all cappin'
Next b*tch says she's the baddest and gets smackin'
Suckin' di*k and rocking that six [?]
[Verse 2]
Damn, I sh*t on b*tches
Like a di*k in my face, I spit on b*tches
Not a lesbian, but I hit on b*tches
Like a wet floor sign, I trip on b*tches
Like a Glock 19, I click on b*tches
Like a maxi pad, I drip on b*tches