I got b**ches lyrics

Foreign hoes
Spanish hoes
Light skin, Dark skin
Fanatic, foreign accent
Need a translator when we talkin'
My Paris b*tch wanna french kiss
f*ck her good then we dismiss
My Belgian b*tch, named cocoa
That pus*y sweeter than swiss miss
Got a booster b*tch
Yeah a booster b*tch
I can't take her out
Cuz she ain't used to sh*t
I got a bougie b*tch
My cougar b*tch
She's slow grind
To that Luther sh*t
Got a college b*tch from a project
Call her 4G cause that ass offset
I got a thank-you b*tch
(What's a thank-you b*tch?)
Neck so good I gotta thank the b*tch
I got an athlete she super fit
My lil country hoe, she stupid thick
My old lady she make counterfeit
She jew'd the plug bought me break a brick
My lil Haitian hoe keep rollin' Swishers
My lil money girl she a go getter
My lil money chaser, she a gold digger
My shooter b*tch don't even f*ck wit n*ggas
She don't stand a chance to this f*cking pimpin
Y'all n*ggas so lame y'all be actin' different
And whatever she do ain't nobody's business
But who need these n*ggas when I got all these b*tches
She said " Turn down for what"
That's my ratchet b*tch
Hoe i only rock that louis
That's my classy b*tch
Hoe she go to Georgia State in my city b*tch
I love a girl that hold my [?] you know I ain't tripin' but
I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches I got b*tches
I got b*tches
I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches, I got b*tches