BTCHS

Ray of sunshine in the morning Got a comb in the palm of my hand With a mirror in the other There's only one thing I got planned I love b*tches 'Cause b*tches always wanna tie me down I love riches 'Cause when you're rich you get around I love b*tches I love b*tches I love b*tches I love b*tches I love b*tches 'Cause b*tches always wanna tie me down I love riches 'Cause when you're rich you get around Got my long boots, got my dress on And my mirror lights are on Got my lipstick, got my makeup Got my wig I love most of all I love b*tches 'Cause b*tches always wanna tie me down I love riches 'Cause when you're rich you get around I love (b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, b*tches, b*tches) I love b*tches I love b*tches I love b*tches I love b*tches I love b*tches 'Cause b*tches always wanna tie me down I love riches 'Cause when you're rich you get around I love b*tches