Juicy J - Bitches (feat. Project Pat, French Montana, A$AP Nast, A$AP Rocky) lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juicy J - Bitches feat. Project Pat, French Montana, A$AP Nast, A$AP Rocky lyrics]
You's a bitch (Bitches)
Lil' bro got all-gold teeth
And he was glistenin'
Came from the Souled and he
Came out of Memphis
Told me 'bout the hoes and he
Put me on the bitches
And he said they'd be trippy, man
Layin' me some pimpin'
How come bitches wanna
Cover? Pretty motherfucker
Basement out the gutter
Don't fuck without no rubber
I don't ever trust her
I would never cuff her
Kissin' on her lover, I do it to my brother
Back of the club, posted with my dubs
Act like you tough, you could catch a slug
Hoes in my face fixin' for a taste
Of this young nigga, she wants a big dipper
Pull up European, smoke a
Smokin' on a 'Cali, but the papers
Rich hazy lyin' with a
Hundred for the car (hah)
You don't see me runnin' round lookin' for a
Bitch i know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much bitch, where you at?
I'm out here gettin' your money
That's what the hell I thought
Thank you grandma (Bitches)
Rollin' up the weed
(weed) , trippin' off a pill (pill)
Trippin' out and swervin'
All my niggas in the field (field)
Trippin' like the rap-niggas can't
Be for real
Really started from the corner and
Now a nigga makin' mills' hah, hah, like a
All my niggas built the way, ain't gonna lose
(hah) shawty gon' buss it open for
A nigga with a check (hah)
Heard the pussy good
But tonight I want some head (hah)
Uh uh, he had told me he
Had had some Indian in him, now he was part
(Bitches)
It's that nigga from the mafia
I'm the juice on that Bombay
And them Xannies dancin' on my Phantom roof
I got bitches that got
Bitches that do everythin', but two
I just met your baby-momma
Now I got a new recruit
Ten-thousand dollars on my
Motherfuckin' tooth
If that bitch ain't got my money
I'ma knock her tooth loose
Fine-ass bitches eatin' dick for Jimmy Choo
At the club all night
Can't even take the kids to school
Thursday afternoon, I was on the move
Shots of Petrone, hand full of 'shrooms
Pop it like Reinbacher
I left in a helicopter
Even though I'm paid up
I'm still chasin' every dollar
Bitch, I got bands, I heard she got Xans'
Her pussy so good, heard her pussy got fans
Fuck her more than one time, damn
I must be out my mind
Throw that ass in rewind
Let me hit it from behind
You don't see me runnin' round lookin' for a
Bitch i know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much bitch, where you at?
I'm out here gettin' your money
That's what the hell I thought
Thank you grandma (Bitches)
You tell the doody bitches like they do you
They play dumb, so, my nigga, I play dumb too
Get caught in that pussy way up
That's that Hou do supposed to be the man
Now that bitch control you
Get money, flip money, all I
Do is spend money, trippin'
Love my money all-blue
I guess my money crippin'
No disrespect to double-cup
So you know I'm sippin'
The bitch wouldn't shut the fuck up
'til I stuck my dick in
Money like a hood-bitch mouth
Guess they flippin' off ducks get plucked
You front me? Then I'm dippin' off
Stump down like
Back hand you in to last week
Lyin' about that bread'll get your
Head cracked to the street
Credit card check fraud, or a fuckin' thief
Flatback suckin' Jack, 'til a nigga skeet
She get paid in many ways, her pimp gotta eat
Or hit the highway juggin' off a whole key
(ooh)
You don't see me runnin' round lookin' for a
Bitch i know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much bitch, where you at?
I'm out here gettin' your money
That's what the hell I thought
Thank you grandma (Bitches)
Uh uh, he had told me he
Had had some Indian in him, now he was part
Lil' bro got all-gold teeth
And he was glistenin'
Came from the Souled and he
Came out of Memphis
Told me 'bout the hoes and he
Put me on the bitches
And he said they'd be trippy, man
Layin' me some pimpin'
How come bitches wanna
Cover? Pretty motherfucker
Basement out the gutter
Don't fuck without no rubber
I don't ever trust her
I would never cuff her
Kissin' on her lover, I do it to my brother
Back of the club, posted with my dubs
Act like you tough, you could catch a slug
Hoes in my face fixin' for a taste
Of this young nigga, she wants a big dipper
Pull up European, smoke a
Smokin' on a 'Cali, but the papers
Rich hazy lyin' with a
Hundred for the car (hah)
You don't see me runnin' round lookin' for a
Bitch i know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much bitch, where you at?
I'm out here gettin' your money
That's what the hell I thought
Thank you grandma (Bitches)
Rollin' up the weed
(weed) , trippin' off a pill (pill)
Trippin' out and swervin'
All my niggas in the field (field)
Trippin' like the rap-niggas can't
Be for real
Really started from the corner and
Now a nigga makin' mills' hah, hah, like a
All my niggas built the way, ain't gonna lose
(hah) shawty gon' buss it open for
A nigga with a check (hah)
Heard the pussy good
But tonight I want some head (hah)
Uh uh, he had told me he
Had had some Indian in him, now he was part
(Bitches)
It's that nigga from the mafia
I'm the juice on that Bombay
And them Xannies dancin' on my Phantom roof
I got bitches that got
Bitches that do everythin', but two
I just met your baby-momma
Now I got a new recruit
Ten-thousand dollars on my
Motherfuckin' tooth
If that bitch ain't got my money
I'ma knock her tooth loose
Fine-ass bitches eatin' dick for Jimmy Choo
At the club all night
Can't even take the kids to school
Thursday afternoon, I was on the move
Shots of Petrone, hand full of 'shrooms
Pop it like Reinbacher
I left in a helicopter
Even though I'm paid up
I'm still chasin' every dollar
Bitch, I got bands, I heard she got Xans'
Her pussy so good, heard her pussy got fans
Fuck her more than one time, damn
I must be out my mind
Throw that ass in rewind
Let me hit it from behind
You don't see me runnin' round lookin' for a
Bitch i know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much bitch, where you at?
I'm out here gettin' your money
That's what the hell I thought
Thank you grandma (Bitches)
You tell the doody bitches like they do you
They play dumb, so, my nigga, I play dumb too
Get caught in that pussy way up
That's that Hou do supposed to be the man
Now that bitch control you
Get money, flip money, all I
Do is spend money, trippin'
Love my money all-blue
I guess my money crippin'
No disrespect to double-cup
So you know I'm sippin'
The bitch wouldn't shut the fuck up
'til I stuck my dick in
Money like a hood-bitch mouth
Guess they flippin' off ducks get plucked
You front me? Then I'm dippin' off
Stump down like
Back hand you in to last week
Lyin' about that bread'll get your
Head cracked to the street
Credit card check fraud, or a fuckin' thief
Flatback suckin' Jack, 'til a nigga skeet
She get paid in many ways, her pimp gotta eat
Or hit the highway juggin' off a whole key
(ooh)
You don't see me runnin' round lookin' for a
Bitch i know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much bitch, where you at?
I'm out here gettin' your money
That's what the hell I thought
Thank you grandma (Bitches)
Uh uh, he had told me he
Had had some Indian in him, now he was part