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bitches - 8ball & mjg lyrics

now let me tell you about these b*tches, b*tches think that they sl!ck when they be kissin’
they be wishin’ that they suckin’ your d*ck
most hoes will deny it, but this sh*t is true
that they be reachin’ for your pockets while they f*ckin’ with you
all these money, hungry, greedy, grabbin’ head huntin’ hoes
if you gave the b*tch a dollar, she’d be suckin’ your toes
you can smack em’, you can hit em’, you can beat em’, but don’t eat em’
a b*tch, a hoe, a cake, a witch, and with my d*ck a feed
trick is to f*ckin’ disgrace the way you come in my face
think that you got what it takes, cause you got big little ways
thinkin’ from trustin’ a ride and i must be told in a fight
it ain’t no stickin’ my ass trick, i ain’t tryin’ to get ganged
girl if you want it then suck it, you gots to go to the store
b*tch i ain’t payin’ for p*ssy like it ain’t no d*mn mo’
then when i’m f*ckin’ these hoes, i won’t get stuck with no inches
all my big 16 inches worldwide rubber and b*tches
rubber and b*tches
rubber and b*tches
rubber and b*tches
rubber and b*tches
rubber and b*tches
rubber and b*tches
you know a b*tch would never do what she claims she would do
she’ll f*ck the sh*t out of you, then wanna f*ck the whole crew
but little bullsh*t like that don’t even faze me young hoe
cause your p*ssy ain’t no different from the whole next dope
you can f*ck the whole posse, i ain’t stuntin’ this sh*t
that’s just another piece of p*ssy for my rodent to get
and when you do get f*cked by all my homeboys d*ck
you should respond with a smile when we call you a b*tch
now what? no one kick that lyrics about the hoe
the words i’m talkin’ bout, you feel disdain in them b*tches
you can never play a ball cause you don’t thank that fan
yesterday your hair was short and now it’s back in your ass
you’re only 16 and got 3 or 4 children
and every other week you’re at the clinic with your girlfriend
your weak ass n*gga keeps providing you with stitches
and then you have to ask why we call y’all b*tches
y’all b*tches
y’all b*tches
all i have is this one, all i have is this one, all i have is this one…
are you father f*cking crazy?
let me act like you ain’t never f*cked
but if you kicked a b*tch along pull out your bum she would suck
a n**ga think i mean she nicked from the head to the base
and then i shoot my thinking nut all over the b*tch’s face
she might get mad but motherf*cker
if i had have quit she would have begged me not to stop
b*tches like that good sh*t
you can gang bang a b*tch when n*ggas comin’ in herz
if you f*cked her in the booty the b*tch would say a word
cause ain’t no b*tch p*ssy good enough for me not to tackle
bring it in, buck it up, move it out like some cowl
shake my rubber, grab a towel, wipe the nut from my head
dim the lights and pull the next b*tch from under the bed
see a b*tch can make an a when she’s going to school
when it come to run the game she’s a godd*mn fool
cause i’ll spend that game worth the thing
i suck all the senes i bother finding it i synch sh*t with your ass b*tches

- 8ball mjg lyrics

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