All b*tches Aint Women lyrics
by Pimp C
[Intro: Too $hort & Speaker]
Damn, bruh, where that Town sh*t at?
Where that Mobb Music sh*t, man?
Where that, where that, that, that, wop wop wop, you feel me?
What's up with this? This ain't it, bruh
Where that Town sh*t at, bruh? That Mobb sh*t?
Say what? What, b*tch?
All b*tches ain't women
This is for the b*tch ass n*ggas
All b*tches ain't women
What's my favorite word? (b*tch)
[Verse 1]
I must be lost
Why do these rappers rap soft?
Beggin' these broads, cryin' on songs
Is he in the trap tryin' on a thong?
What's up, b*tch? Talk that sh*t
Dressed like a girl then stalk that b*tch
Don't be sad, she might be busy
Until I finish f*ckin' her tight young pus*y
The b*tch gon' do what she wanna do
She wanna f*ck with me, she wanna f*ck with you
You little b*tch, I swear you worse than her
When she hang with her girls, she the first to flirt
She seen me and chose up from the start
You seen me and fear ran through your heart
'Cause you know, I'm a pimp for sure
So don't bring her 'round me, you too insecure
[Chorus]
Say somethin', b*tch
f*ck that sh*t, little punk ass b*tch (All b*tches ain't women)
Talk that sh*t
'Bout to get slapped, little pus*y ass b*tch
(This is for the b*tch ass n*ggas)
Say somethin', b*tch
f*ck that sh*t, little punk ass b*tch (All b*tches ain't women)
Talk that sh*t
'Bout to get slapped, b*tch (You little b*tch)
[Verse 2]
You ain't nothin' but a b*tch, you and your clique
Yeah, I be in your hood, I be doin' your b*tch
She be suckin' my di*k, callin' you a trick
She only f*ck with you 'cause you be buyin' hella sh*t
You talk a whole lot when it's not hot
But when they bust shots, you runnin' like a thot
Don't get caught hangin' at the spot
n*ggas ain't forgot all that sh*t you talked
Now say somethin', b*tch, weak ass b*tch
I know it ain't sh*t but you'll never admit
How you missed that b*tch, I'm finna hit that lick
You really wanna see her, I'll send a few pics
Of her layin' in the bed, playin' wit' herself
You treat her like a trophy so I put her on the shelf
Ask her to her face, "Are you f*ckin' someone else?"
Stop cryin', she ain't nothin' but another Freaky Tale
[Chorus]
Say somethin', b*tch
f*ck that sh*t, little punk ass b*tch (All b*tches ain't women)
Talk that sh*t
'Bout to get slapped, little pus*y ass b*tch
(This is for the b*tch ass n*ggas)
Say somethin', b*tch
f*ck that sh*t, little punk ass b*tch (All b*tches ain't women)
Talk that sh*t
'Bout to get slapped, b*tch (What's my favorite word?) (b*tch)
[Outro]
Yeah, that's right
All b*tches ain't women
You knew that
And all women ain't b*tches
You know who you are, b*tch
Yeah, you know your name
What's up, b*tch? (b*tch)