love bitches - bodega bamz lyrics
[verse 1]
how you move that, girl?
your body paid for so how you move that, girl?
got a man, got a side, got a soon to be a weddin’
went to egypt for your cotton and got the cleopatra beddin’
post pics with the don, make you popular
only do it ‘cause a n-gga wanna pop it off
east side till i die, got a b-tch from the heights
f-ck a n-gga in the car ‘cause the crib too far, what?
what? setting on private
brung a vibrator, left my celly on silent
p-ssy cat walk but you k!ll ’em with kindness
wanna be an idol, i can be your simon
wanna be an idol, i can be your simon
wanna be an idol, i can be your simon
girl, you look good, won’t you back that?
won’t you back that? won’t you back that? what?
girl, you look good, won’t you back that up?
won’t you back that up? won’t you back that? huh?
[hook]
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
good b-tches, bad b-tches, thug b-tches
all b-tches, i do it all for my b-tches
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
good b-tches, bad b-tches, thug b-tches
all b-tches, i do it all for my b-tches
[verse 2]
i had a b-tch from queens, jamaican pus
she talked patois when i ate the pus
boogie down broad, love to give headaches
f-cked her so good she said, “i died and went to heaven”
p-ssy so wet, a n-gga wave ridin’
i’ma die in the p-ssy, take a great bite, so amazed by it
buy it, never have
if i gotta pay for p-ssy then a n-gga ain’t the man
the wife call me, “papi,” n-ggas call me, “bamz”
raised on the east, el jefe of the tan
it’s simple, i love b-tches
[hook]
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
good b-tches, bad b-tches, thug b-tches
all b-tches, i do it all for my b-tches
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
love b-tches, love b-tches, love b-tches
good b-tches, bad b-tches, thug b-tches
all b-tches, i do it all for my b-tches
[outro]
3,000! for this d-ck, n-gga!
that d-ck – every stroke is 200,000!
every stroke! so times that to 3,000, n-gga
that’s how many times i pumped her, n-gga!
after that i act like i nutted, i’m taking that money, n-gga
i’m out, n-gga! my d-ck getting hard!
hard! like a f-cking regents test, n-gga
i never p-ssed my regents, n-gga!
i paid for my high school diploma
f-ck, n-gga
i love paying for p-ssy!
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