bitches - micahtron lyrics
i gotta b*tch from new york
she be given me neck
h*lla sloppy with the head
shorty no disrespect
gotta b*tch from la
she be f*cking me good
h*lla gangsta with the sh*t
she f*ck with crips and the bloods
i gotta b*tch from savannah
but she live in atlanta
she be moving bricks out
louisiana to bama
gotta b*tch from the chi
but she really ain’t shy
she tried to make me
eat her p*ssy on the hood of a car
gotta b*tch from the d
she let me put her sleep
and in the morning she was cooking
up the chicken for me
i gotta b*tch from miami
her p*ssy taste like candy
but she country as muhf*cka
girl what is you saying
i gotta b*tch from las vegas
she be given me vapors
she don’t give a sh*t about me
all she want is her paper
if i leave her ass today
it ain’t no calling me later
she bout to block me on the gram
before i reach the elevator like
bad b*tches keep calling me
get blocked no apologies (that’s facts)
at best you can follow me
catch me on the gram or the snap
but you’ll never catch me slipping baby
bad b*tches keep calling me
get blocked no apologies (that’s facts)
at best you can follow me
catch me on the gram or the snap
but you’ll never catch me slipping baby
i gotta b*tch in berlin
we was getting it in
she was obsessed
so i hope her i never see her again
i gotta b*tch in milan
oh that p*ssy was bomb
but she was true to her religion
so i had to move on
gotta b*tch in dubai
her whole existence was fire
she was a flight attendant
met her pretty ass in the sky
gotta b*tch in paris
she was talking dirty
she really nasty with sh*t
i had to leave her early
to meet my b*tch in belize
she got down her knees
said she wanna eat my p*ssy
on the sand in the beach
turned the table on her
had her face down like a siege
nah lil baby
won’t you come and give that kitty to me
bad b*tches keep calling me
get blocked no apologies (that’s facts)
at best you can follow me
catch me on the gram or the snap
but you’ll never catch me slipping baby
bad b*tches keep calling me
get blocked no apologies (that’s facts)
at best you can follow me
catch me on the gram or the snap
but you’ll never catch me slipping baby
i gotta b*tch from new york
she be given me neck
i gotta b*tch from la
she be f*cking me good
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