Baby Money - No More Bitches (feat. Gloss Up) lyrics
Baby Money [Carlos Deshawn Fischer] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Baby Money - No More Bitches feat. Gloss Up lyrics]
No more bitches jumpin' on the bed
Revolving doors on her
I ain't gotta touch her leg
I told her, "Give me brain
"this bitch opened up her head
Shit, I'll die or go to jail, but if I do
I'm goin' fed
Only sippin' red, turnt up off these meds
Before I had a deal
I was turnt up off these scams
He broke in real life
He just turnt up on the 'Gram
Try to play with real ice and you
Get burnt up with your man
Okay, now
Do you got a man? Do he pay for nails?
Do he pay your bills or he
Just layin' in the bed?
I don't even wanna fuck
You, I'm just playing, give me head
Stuffed a bed with all pills and
I named that bitch Ted
Okay, let's beef some opps some more
Her heart, I robbed her for it
So many throat babies
I should be on child support
Lied to her, lied some more
Cried to me, cried some more
So many hoes with me
This should be the house of whores
Some bitches washin' dishes
Some bitches moppin' floors
I'm fuckin' in the kitchen
She eatin' out your daughter
I got her servin' bitches
She in and out the border
How the fuck you serve them niggas and you
Used to take the orders? Easy Money
No more bitches jumpin' on the bed
Revolving doors on her
I ain't gotta touch her leg
I told her, "Give me brain
"this bitch opened up her head
Shit, I'll die or go to jail, but if I do
I'm goin' fed
Only sippin' red, turnt up off these meds
Before I had a deal
I was turnt up off these scams (Glossy)
He broke in real life
He just turnt up on the 'Gram
(Big Gloss, bitch)
Try to play with real ice and you
Get burnt up with your man (Ayy)
If we go half on a baby
(Huh?) , I ain't payin' my half (I'm not)
He want me squirt on his face
Tell that nigga pay for this bag
Tryna put two and two together
I don't think he know the math
Bitch, I'm comin' like a beaver
I ain't never gave a damn
Uh, my doctor told me no more exes in the bed
(Okay) but, I can't seem to leave none
Of my exes on red (I can't)
I be spinnin' on his block again
Tryna get some more back shots again
(Come here) your nigga ain't shit
He been tryna fuck me and my friend (On God)
Bitches wanna be me bad
All them hoes love my life (They do)
Fuckin' with them nice hoes
Come let a dog bitch treat you right
Fuck that nigga with my chain since
He wanna see the light (Okay)
I fuck niggas for revenge
I be gettin' money out of spite
No more bitches jumpin' on the bed
Revolving doors on her
I ain't gotta touch her leg
I told her, "Give me brain
"this bitch opened up her head
Shit, I'll die or go to jail, but if I do
I'm goin' fed
Only sippin' red, turnt up off these meds
Before I had a deal
I was turnt up off these scams
He broke in real life
He just turnt up on the 'Gram
Try to play with real ice and you
Get burnt up with your man