Cali Swag District - All My Bitches Is Bad lyrics
[Cali Swag District - All My Bitches Is Bad lyrics]
All my bitches is bad
All my-all my bitches is bad
Ooh that’s what money buy?
Ooh that’s what money do?
All my nigga cashing out
On the foreign coupes
Got this bitches eating pussy
Like it’s honey dew
Young niggas is killing niggas what’s
The world coming to
My nigga disco on a beat an he drummin too
I’m the type a nigga a take
A bitch in front a you
Like a ATM I keep money coming through
Like an all girls school
Bitches coming through
I got the weed after this
So I’m double cuff flyin overseas where
That show money double up
I fucking foreign bitches an
I’m touring nigga i blow a hundred swishes
Til the morning nigga
I I I’m getting money like
A mothafuckin cashier
Lil nigga you ain’t had dat money last year
Bay nigga you ain’t gettin paid nigga
Kill yoself 6 feet put you in d ground nigga
All my bitches is bad
All my-all my bitches is bad
Ooh that’s what money do?
You say my nigga’s gettin money
Right in front a you
Fall in love wid a rachet
That’s what dummies do
All my bitches is bad, an they comin through
Th-th-that’s what d money do don’t it
Niggas act like they want it but
Won’t do nothin for it
Ma niggas eating no porridge
Niggas got Beemers an Porsches
An dat’s since Camaros
‘91 in em bitches and we
Don’t fuck wit valero
No captain save em no heroes
I get ma Robert De Niro
(swish) An ma mic to d tido
Ma dick too big fo’ a speedo
I get em bitches ma nigga
Got ma riches ma nigga
Got yo bitch in there cookin
An washin dishes ma nigga
You can’t be smooth like that
Your bitch is cool like that
It was jus temporary you get
Yo boo right back
An while she choose like that
That’s what the money do right
An you go wife dat bitch
You bout dat honeymoon life
I crack a bitch like a whip
Might kick a bitch out ma whip
Just to show em my kicks
Like these shit got some grip
Ima ima hop in dat 7 an you go hop in dat 6
Ima pull out dis 5 an pop a 4 in dat bitch
Young nigga, phone call wippa
Move out d way when you see sem lights flicka
Young star ain’t talkin bout dippa
Make d pussy wet like a island on skippa
Bitch actin boujie I ain’t
Tryin no discrepancy
Fucking for some bread and
She’s shaking that like
Hey, hey that’s what money do?
If I keep this money comin they be comin too
But really I’m like I ain’t
Feellin none a you
Cuz this money got me feeling
Like it another dude
Cocky man I use to be a humble dude
Now all these bitches want me
Cuz ma chain hang
I’m just fucking then I’m gone
We call it gang game now me an ma niggas out
Here on the same thing
Countin all d traffic then we switch lanes
Money making young just switch names
All my bitches is bad
All my-all my bitches is bad
Ooh that’s what money do?
All my-all my bitches is bad
Ooh that’s what money buy?
Ooh that’s what money do?
All my nigga cashing out
On the foreign coupes
Got this bitches eating pussy
Like it’s honey dew
Young niggas is killing niggas what’s
The world coming to
My nigga disco on a beat an he drummin too
I’m the type a nigga a take
A bitch in front a you
Like a ATM I keep money coming through
Like an all girls school
Bitches coming through
I got the weed after this
So I’m double cuff flyin overseas where
That show money double up
I fucking foreign bitches an
I’m touring nigga i blow a hundred swishes
Til the morning nigga
I I I’m getting money like
A mothafuckin cashier
Lil nigga you ain’t had dat money last year
Bay nigga you ain’t gettin paid nigga
Kill yoself 6 feet put you in d ground nigga
All my bitches is bad
All my-all my bitches is bad
Ooh that’s what money do?
You say my nigga’s gettin money
Right in front a you
Fall in love wid a rachet
That’s what dummies do
All my bitches is bad, an they comin through
Th-th-that’s what d money do don’t it
Niggas act like they want it but
Won’t do nothin for it
Ma niggas eating no porridge
Niggas got Beemers an Porsches
An dat’s since Camaros
‘91 in em bitches and we
Don’t fuck wit valero
No captain save em no heroes
I get ma Robert De Niro
(swish) An ma mic to d tido
Ma dick too big fo’ a speedo
I get em bitches ma nigga
Got ma riches ma nigga
Got yo bitch in there cookin
An washin dishes ma nigga
You can’t be smooth like that
Your bitch is cool like that
It was jus temporary you get
Yo boo right back
An while she choose like that
That’s what the money do right
An you go wife dat bitch
You bout dat honeymoon life
I crack a bitch like a whip
Might kick a bitch out ma whip
Just to show em my kicks
Like these shit got some grip
Ima ima hop in dat 7 an you go hop in dat 6
Ima pull out dis 5 an pop a 4 in dat bitch
Young nigga, phone call wippa
Move out d way when you see sem lights flicka
Young star ain’t talkin bout dippa
Make d pussy wet like a island on skippa
Bitch actin boujie I ain’t
Tryin no discrepancy
Fucking for some bread and
She’s shaking that like
Hey, hey that’s what money do?
If I keep this money comin they be comin too
But really I’m like I ain’t
Feellin none a you
Cuz this money got me feeling
Like it another dude
Cocky man I use to be a humble dude
Now all these bitches want me
Cuz ma chain hang
I’m just fucking then I’m gone
We call it gang game now me an ma niggas out
Here on the same thing
Countin all d traffic then we switch lanes
Money making young just switch names
All my bitches is bad
All my-all my bitches is bad
Ooh that’s what money do?