My b*tches lyrics

[Chorus]
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
I'll take a b*tch down for my b*tches
b*tch, you gotta get your round for my b*tches
Make a b*tch skip town for my b*tches
Smoke a b*tch like a pound for my b*tches

[Verse 1]
b*tch, my name Sexyy Red, A.K.A. the big boss
I’m the one my b*tches call when it's time to act a dawg
5' 5”, super fly, and I stand real tall
If you f*ck with my b*tches, I’ll cut your di*k off
Ain't none of my b*tches ever get [?]
We some head busters, plus I ain't got no screws at all
And don't let me call my b*tch, 'cause she got the f*cking paws
We ain't like you other b*tches, y'all be working with the law
f*ck your b*tches, they can't f*ck with my b*tches (Sexyy)
All my b*tches, money getters, smash n*ggas
You thought you wanted drama ’til I finally caught up with you
Beat the ho ass then beat the b*tch sister
Strip a ho naked then whip her with the pistol
[?], all my boyfriends be some killers
Bet not nann one ho f*ck with my people
You heard what I said, for my b*tches, I get evil
[Chorus]
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
I’ll take a b*tch down for my b*tches
b*tch, you gotta get your round for my b*tches
Make a b*tch skip town for my b*tches
Smoke a b*tch like a pound for my b*tches

[Verse 2]
My b*tches go hard, my whole crew raw
Yeah, we might look good, but we still crack jaws
I'll break a b*tch neck, and cut a n*gga balls off
Everybody know I’m ridin' for my motherf*cking dawgs
Yes, I love every one of my b*tches
And you gon' get it bad, if you ever cross my sisters
My b*tch don't like you, then I don’t f*ck with you
How can you b*tches hella weak and Ion feel you
Old b*tches mad, 'cause we young and hella pretty
Yeah, you might be with it, but we with it, times fifty
Rock with these hoes, that's a no, we ain't friendly
Cross one of my b*tches, I'ma send you to your granny

[Bridge]
My b*tch, my b*tch
If you my b*tch, don't fold, don't switch
I'm too real for these fake friends
I'm the one that get backstabbed in the end
Don't trust these n*ggas, or these hoes
If you my b*tch, stick to the girl code
Me and my b*tch, we both be on go
b*tch if you need me, let a b*tch know
And what we talk about, don't repeat it
I had a b*tch, that's too easy
We gon' rock out, from A to Z
f*ck these hoes, it's just you and me
[Chorus]
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
I'll take a b*tch down for my b*tches
b*tch, you gotta get your round for my b*tches
Make a b*tch skip town for my b*tches
Smoke a b*tch like a pound for my b*tches
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches
My b*tches, my b*tches
My b*tches, I love my b*tches