All Seasons lyrics

[Intro]
Know what I mean?

[Verse 1]
I got a b*tch for every reason, b*tch for every season
b*tch that sleep light and the b*tch with heavy breathin
I even got b*tches that put my clothes in the cleaners
b*tch with ten cars, I be holdin the Bimmers
b*tch that be holdin the ninas, gun you down
And run you down like the sole in your sneakers
b*tches that give me head, got b*tches that give me bread
b*tches on Rikers Island, b*tches that's in the feds
b*tches that dig bids and b*tches with ten kids
b*tches that get bids for n*ggas like Big [?]
b*tches that move packs and b*tches that smoke weed
And b*tches that get drunk with n*ggas that hold heat
Me? I got a b*tch that'll suck the life out of you
Blam you with the [?] and then pull a knife out of you
I got this other b*tch, shorty call her mother b*tch
Brotha snitched on this other b*tch I was f*ckin with

[Verse 2]
I got a b*tch for all reasons, b*tch for all seasons
b*tch I thought was loyal, b*tch I caught cheatin
b*tch, I'm insane, bout to act a fool
Then your friend gave me brains, took her back to school
I got a dirty south b*tch, she always cursin
Got a dirty mouth b*tch, with a dirty house b*tch
So I'm bout to bounce, b*tch, with this high maintenance b*tch
She a [?], don't know how to rape this b*tch
But I'm bout to take this b*tch to my crib and beat it
And I don't give a f*ck if she is conceivin
Cause when the kid is breathin, I'm seein b*tches in threes
And I ride, I only f*ck with b*tches with Gs
That be gettin the cheese in the kitchen with keys
She be spendin the Gs, [?]
Don't want a n*gga to leave, she the b*tch of the year
Either ride or die, b*tch, hell yeah