Snow Tha Product, O.T. Genasis - Help A Bitch Out lyrics

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I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out
(skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out
How much your car, lil' bitch? (Uh, huh)
How much your rent, lil' bitch?
How much your bag, lil' bitch?
I'm 'bout to spend this shit
I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out

I don't need no help, I don't need a man
I need me a bad one on a Perc' or Xan
A lap to dance, some racks
And a bag of bands and goddamn Mexican
Don't give a workin' hand
Pretty bitches in the clique, like ooh
Fuck around, get up in the middle, like ooh
Do you need help? Do your baby need food?
I'm a pretty girl
Need a pretty girl like you
I got Hennessy in my cup
Ain't no jealousy, bitch, i'm up
That boy 'bout to catch some feelings
She's about to catch some one's
Baby girl faded and I'm really out of it
(out of it)
Princess cuts, I'm Disney channellin'
I got a bag, baby what's happenin'?
Know when you cash women's empowerment
I be stuntin' on these boys
Mamacita bring the noise
You just keep that ass in motion
I'ma keep that ass employed
She told me my highlight poppin'
Asked me if my hair was real
So I asked about her booty, she said
"Baby how's it feel?"

I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out
(skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out
How much your car, lil' bitch? (Uh, huh)
How much your rent, lil' bitch?
How much your bag, lil' bitch?
I'm 'bout to spend this shit
I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out

Stand up you know I do it
Street money you know what I'm doin'
Ramp it up, I be gettin' to it (run it up)
Jewelry on you know I be coolin'
(sauce, sauce, sauce)
Goin' thru these racks I got packs
Shoppin' spree, Neiman's, Barney's, Sak's
Snowie get the baddies, that's a fact
Bitch is crazy but the booty fat
Man, I got these fake ass ballers
Lame as fuck they fake, just skunkies
Boys ain't throwin' out
I got her twerkin', droppin', doin' tricks
She too much for a dollar
Fuck you want, fuck up-front
I'm about make 'em sick man I got the VIP
I throw up a grip and a
Bitch gon' fuck it up again

I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out
(skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out
How much your car, lil' bitch? (Uh, huh)
How much your rent, lil' bitch?
How much your bag, lil' bitch?
I'm 'bout to spend this shit
I think I'ma help a bitch out
I think I'ma help a bitch out