b*tches lyrics

[Intro]
Based
I know all my based mothaf*ckas was tellin' me: "Do this right"
"Kill this" "Murder this"

[Verse 1]
b*tch your pus*y wet, we gotta get it poppin'
I see you everyday but, you ain't wanna stop it
Don't you know I love f*ckin' in your ass?
Ridin' in the scraper, smokin' out the grass
b*tch I'm rich, I got a big di*k
Don't you know Based God bite like b*tch?
Put the b*tch on glass, Glock in her heels
I'm the rawest rapper, I don't need a deal
Suck my f*cking di*k
100 thousand n*gga, 100 million n*gga
Based Lord n*gga, my name is Little Boss
Get her pus*y wet, and she gave me Little Boss, Hey!

[Chorus]
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, b*tches
Why she suck my di*k?
Cause b*tch I'm f*cking rich
I'm serving up the di*k, for every bad b*tch, Hey!
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, Hey!
Why she suck my di*k?
Cause b*tch I'm f*cking rich
I'm serving up the di*k, for every bad b*tch, Hey!
[Verse 2]
Young J told me: "B, you're a b*tch"
I said: "I'm a pretty b*tch and that's what it is"
He said: "Why you call yourself a pretty b*tch B?
I'm gold mouth daddy with Vans on the feet
I do what I want, I do what I gotta
b*tch, me some cheese, break a b*tch proper
Call me Taylor Made with a fade, I'm straight
Black, I'm a boss, suck my f*cking di*k, b*tch

[Interlude]
Hey! Hey!
Suck my f*cking di*k! Suck my f*cking di*k you f*cking b*tch
Lil B for Lil Boss, hey! Hey!
b*tches! b*tches! Wow! Wow!
You know what I mean man?
I got about 30 b*tches on deck, bruh
You feel me? Man we in this straight thang
Got the Trio phone man
500 thousand emails
600 thousand b*tches on my di*k
What the f*ck?
Hey! b*tches!

[Chorus]
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, b*tches
Why she suck my di*k?
Cause b*tch I'm f*cking rich
I'm serving up the di*k, for every bad b*tch, Hey!
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches
b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, Hey!
Why she suck my di*k?
Cause b*tch I'm f*cking rich
I'm serving up the di*k, for every bad b*tch, Hey!