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Bitches ain't shit Bitches ain't shit Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick lets get the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night Tight than a motherfucker with the gangster beats And we was ballin' on the motherfuckin' Compton streets Peep, that shit got deep and it was on Number 1 song after number 1 song Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2 And the ends she got didn't mean nothin' Now she's suing cause the shit she be doin' ain't shit Bitches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short So now she's takin' me to court Now that's some real conversation for your ass I once had a bitch named Mandy May Used to be up in them guts like everyday The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung I was in love like a motherfucker lickin' the pro-tung The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood So I figure niggas wouldn't trip with mine Guess what? Got gaffled by one time I'm back to the motherfuckin' county jail 6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail I get's released on a hot sunny day My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues I ain't been out a second And already gotta do some motherfuckin' chin checkin' Move up the block as we groove down the block See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock Kick in the do', I look on the flo' It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo I un-cocked my shit, I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed Man, fuck that bitch! Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick lets get the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night Tight than a motherfucker with the gangster beats And we was ballin' on the motherfuckin' Compton streets Peep, that shit got deep and it was on Number 1 song after number 1 song Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2 And the ends she got didn't mean nothin' Now she's suing cause the shit she be doin' ain't shit Bitches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short So now she's takin' me to court It's real conversation for your ass Bitches can't hang with the streets
Writer(s): Delmar Drew Arnaud, Andre Romell Young, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Michael Stevenson, Tracy Lynn Curry, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Ermias Asghedom, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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