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What These Bitches Want
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mustard
Mustard
Vocals
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
Robert Williams
Robert Williams
Songwriter
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Before this rapping I wanted to be a kingpin On the corner with niggas running them things in I was told get the money and bring the team in And never ever let them hoes get between them Born a slave, but I die a king, and um For bad bitches with money and I got a thing and um I'm feeling like King James when he got his ring Because I started up with nothing except a dream, nigga I'm cut from a different cloth They don't make no more, you niggas soft The streets killed Lil Snupe, I took a loss That's why my heart so cold, my shit defrost Everybody saying that I stunt too much But they don't know where I came from, I done too much And my ex chick said I like to fuck too much So I turned around saying, "Bitch you want too much" What these bitches want from a nigga? Want from meeeee, want from me Want from meeeee, want from me Want from meeeee, want from me I gave it all I got, won't let you get the best of me, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah No one can save us and we realized it We knew the outcome and we still tried it That South Central state of mind I'm in the field, logic to be a real rider We did this shit to the extreme where you ain't feel honest Now this blood is on your hands and you hope these bills wash it Sinking deeper in regret but that's the real faucet See man, go for self, that was the real Slauson But do this win, lose or draw that was a real promise Till death do us what's most important was rep to us Said school is to love, lie and respect shooters Reflect to it, this year I'm dropping my best music Hope you niggas get rich and then reinvest to it Wish you niggas success and minus the stress to it Lot of steps, lot of losses and regrets to it A game of life, you ain't the type that will accept losing Whatever's left to it, flying in a jet to it What these bitches want from a nigga? Want from meeeee, want from me Want from meeeee, want from me Want from meeeee, want from me I gave it all I got, won't let you get the best of me, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Girl I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know You ain't trying to waste no time (no time) So I gotta let you know (ohhh) Money on my mind Money over bitches, that's the story of my life Yeah I know them guys try to catch me slipping Tell them keep on trying What these bitches want from a nigga? Want from meeeee, want from me Want from meeeee, want from me Want from meeeee, want from me I gave it all I got, won't let you get the best of me, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane, Tyrone William Griffin, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Ermias Joseph Asghedom, Terrace Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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