BITCHES AINT SHIT

Mac James on the beat, bitch

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Let me say this, some of y'all is bitches too

And most of these bitches act just like you

I got a Russian bitch, I keep her in them sexy drawers

Pussy so wet, I'm callin' her Niagara Falls

My black bitch, she like to drink that Remy Red

Pop a pill, and then she wanna give me head

My hood bitch, you can call her Earthquake

We fuck so hard, we can make the dead break

My Cuban bitch, all she do is cook for me

And when I'm gone, that bitch, she come and look for me

And when I'm back, all she do is kiss me

Stare me in my eyes and say how much she miss me

I give a fuck, bitch, this is M.O.B

Never let a bitch Tiger Woods me

My mixed bitch, man, cause I fucked her cousin

I told that bitch, you hoes come a dime a dozen

Virtual music

Yeah, look, get it

I ain't trippin' off you punk, bitch

You can run off with your carbon copy of your Hound A, yeah

You was my side bitch anywhere

A couple hundred and let me push the whip on any given Sunday

Some bomb head and some food to eat

But you're replaceable, so I replaced the hoe

And that's on the beat

You don't mean shit to me and never did

I was playin' with your mind and that was mine and I ain't havin' it

You can take your heart back, I don't want it

Throw it on the ground and then piss all on it

You sit across town, now them other **** own it

No money, no future, you're just livin' for the moment

Bitches ain't shit, so bitch you ain't shit

I pray to God that you didn't think that you was different

Bitches ain't shit, so bitch you ain't shit

I pray to God that you didn't think that you was different

Bitches ain't shit, bitches ain't shit, bitches ain't shit but on the trip

Bitch, got fake hair, got fake eyes

Said you want a real **** that don't tell lies

Bitch please, miss me with that whoop-de-wop

Get it or get it in, the same thing I told your friend

For a big bitch I might do some free-fuckin

For dick-suckin' and her homegirl and cousin

Damn right I know a woman's worth

Jackhammer the pussy, then spoon-feed it to the turf

Bitch, why you actin' bout the homies' rims

Why you give a fuck about the ear of the ****

Me and Maggie, huh

Well we gon' call you Susie, Susie

You a Gucci, Prada, Baskin, tell the fact that you's a floozy

So bitch lose me and I'ma tell you one time

I hope you get it with your simple mind

You can never outshine my grind

You see the tats, punk bitch, this ain't wrong

Petrification, petrification, petrification, won't hold no tricks

Petrification, petrification, petrification, won't hold no tricks

Petrification, petrification, petrification, won't hold no tricks

Petrification, petrification, petrigification, won't hold no tricks