Don’t Trust No lyrics

[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k

[Verse 1: Mista F.A.B.]
I used to love a b*tch
I used to trust a b*tch
Heart got broke, I was [?] with another b*tch
Learned a valuable lesson doing sucker sh*t
That's why F.A.B. stand for f*ck a b*tch
Mama told me don't trust any sl*t
Ho you're gross, in the words of Kenny [?]
Ran out of those, I don't have any f*ck
[?] b*tch I don't do Dennys lunch
Ain't no come ups, and I don't give free rides
b*tch that's a stretch, [?]
Cool on a punk b*tch, you can see the peace sign
Pimpin in my blood like [?] street sign

[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Can't settle for a n*gga that can't stand up for himself
[?] now you f*cking with the [?]
I spent 20,000 in the past 2 days
Get it right back, when I bust these 2 [?]
No high school deploma, but me and F.A.B. with the tech
But I bet you I can sign my name in cursive on the check
Activis and high tech is all a n*gga sip
Broke n*gga tryna get high, he gon buy the cheapest sh*t
I can't lie, [?] be looking hella thick
I can't lie, be on IG liking all the pics
b*tch you a baller b*tch, big houses, foreign whips
You n*ggas in all [?] pics, even though that n*gga snitched
It's Philthy!

[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k

[Verse 3: Too Short]
I'm on the road getting money, doing shows
Handling [?], I ain't tryna f*ck these hoes
If you broke as f*ck, get some money, b*tch
I don't wanna hear all that funny sh*t
I already got about a hundred chicks
I wouldn't act like it even if I wanna hit
Cause all she want is di*k, ain't nothing new
Stay on my line all the time, I don't f*ck with you
Do I love you? I'm a player, I'm a mac and a pimp
Put that cash in my hand, don't ask me again
Do I trust you? b*tch you must think I'm a [?]
I'm bout to call you my favorite word
b*tch!
[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k
Mama told me don't trust no b*tch
Daddy told me don't trust no b*tch
Real n*ggas still f*ck that b*tch
Tell a ho she better suck this di*k

[Verse 4: Serius Jones]
[?] they on me
Imma get it either way, can't play my [?]
If you wanna ride with me, gotta pay that fee
You know f*cking with the ho is a job
Eh baby, b*tches they crazy
[?] lately
One minute they love, the next they hating and [?]
[?] but you know that whatever I'm mackin
You wonder why I can't love no b*tch
And I can't trust no b*tch
But still might f*ck your b*tch
Wonder why I can't love no b*tch
And I can't trust no b*tch
But I still might f*ck your b*tch