City Girls, Juicy J - Fancy Ass Bitch lyrics

Ghetto ass chick
Break down green for me
If I would let her, she would count up this cheese for me
It's going down like I knew it would
We gon' keep on makin' money 'cause this honey is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I love a fancy ass bitch
Diamonds on her wrist
Always had ass, but she paid for her tits
Love to talk shit
Head game the shit
Claim she hate attention but she love to take pics

He want a icy ass bitch
That love that pricey shit
He know my money long, like my weave, thirty inch
Birkin on my hip, wear it like a clip
Need a Cuban choker with a buss down on my wrist
I lovе a fancy ass bitch
I'm a fancy ass bitch
Oh, you a fancy ass bitch
I'm a fancy ass bitch
You love to talk shit
Yeah, I love to talk shit
Onе thing that I love is a fancy ass bitch

Nigga never play me, bitch, I played along
Treat him like a big dog, give him coochie till that money gone
Pussy got me Porsches and that pussy got vou Uber'd home
He ate the pussy so much, man, I think the pussy gone
Sexy ass bitch and I know it
Ass in his face, and I told that nigga "Blow it"
I'm a real freak bitch, I ain't with the neat shit
Fancy ass bitch, but you know I like that skreet dick
Titties sitting pretty, pussy got power
If his money long, he can get it for some hours
And hours, and hours
My pussy got power
Where the big dick niggas that move a lot of powder?

I love a fancy ass bitch
Diamonds on her wrist
Always had ass, but she paid for her tits
Love to talk shit
Head game the shit
Claim she hate attention but she love to take pics

He want a icy ass bitch
That love that pricey shit
He know my money long, like my weave, thirty inch
Birkin on my hip, wear it like a clip
Need a Cuban choker with a buss down on my wrist
I love a fancy ass bitch
I'm a fancy ass bitch
Oh, you a fancy ass bitch
I'm a fancy ass bitch
You love to talk shit
Yeah, I love to talk shit
One thing that I love is a fancy ass bitch

Put me in a room full of bitches, I'ma stand out
He know I'm the shit, I ain't come here for no handouts
Fuck 'em, suck 'em, put his ass to sleep, I'm talkin' man down
Rich nigga raise yo' hand, all the broke niggas get ran down
Fancy ass bitch, candy-coated coochie, take a lick
How many Birkins do he buy before I let a nigga hit?
Put his head between my thighs, now he runnin' 'round lit
I ain't trippin' about no nigga he only good for the dick
Get head, then leave
Yo' bread, I need
Hermes, new weave
Hit Paris, oui, oui
French tip, white toes, young bitch livin' fancy
Ho, this ain't no Cartier, my diamonds stay dancin'

I love a fancy ass bitch
Diamonds on her wrist
Always had ass, but she paid for her tits
Love to talk shit
Head game the shit
Claim she hate attention but she love to take pics

He want a icy ass bitch
That love that pricey shit
He know my money long, like my weave, thirty inch
Birkin on my hip, wear it like a clip
Need a Cuban choker with a buss down on my wrist
I love a fancy ass bitch
I'm a fancy ass bitch
Oh, you a fancy ass bitch
I'm a fancy ass bitch
You love to talk shit
Yeah, I love to talk shit
One thing that I love is a fancy ass bitch