Lunar C, Dream Mclean - 1000 Bitches lyrics

Trade in my soul i'm a slave to that dough
Fuck it, pay me I don't want no fame
I'm on a low budget make what I own
Get out my face I don't owe nothing
Trade in my soul i'm a slave to that dough
Fuck it thousand bitches, thousand bitches

Girls everywhere
I'm tryna take a couple of 'em home
Sailor Jerry's got me slurring
Like a motherfucker though
A thousand bitches, quick put them in a row
I've gotta be up in the morning
To shoot a fucking video
Nah, I can never fuck a thousand bitches
Cause, I always fucking cum
In about 6 minutes
But, I get the job done, don't doubt it
Mr fantastic, Stretch Armstrong
Dhalsim did it
Bitch I ain't swapping digit's
My mind stay on my business
I ain't misogynistic
I've just got a lot of bitches
Been everybody's demons
Now I'm seeking my inner peace
I want five Latin wives and
Three from the Philippines
I just hope I don't die before
They legalise weed and polygamy
I'm starting to get a hard-on
She said "what? I beg your pardon?"
I said "bitch, are you retarded?"
"What you doing in the VIP with all
These artists? You ain't talent scouting
You want hard dick"
Although I'm ugly somehow I got women
Don't want me? I'm putting it
Down to my lyrics
I jump in the crowd and they gripping
My penis or ripping my jeans
I've got hundreds and thousands of bitches