เนื้อเพลง B*tches Aint Sh*t - YG

[Chorus]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks [x8]

[YG]
Aye..uh
Got this b*tch named Tasha, She let me f*ck her in the car.
Like kim kardashian, she wanna be a Star.
Got this b*tch named Britanny, With BIG ASS TITIES.
But b*tches ain't sh*t, cuz B*tches act Mickey (ughhhhh)
Got a main b*tch, but I don't need her.
Everytime we f*ck, I gotta pop a bean first.
Hit the purp, then eat that p*ssy for dessert.
It gets worse, just watch when she squirt.
I got this b*tch who act Sadity,
She live in the sixties,
Everytime she hear I got a new b*tch, She says she miss me.
Imma thug out this club, She stay up in the Jungles.
Everytime we go to Crenshaw Mall, she have a Rumble.
Got this b*tch in the Hoovas, I don't wanna losaaaaa.
Ass so fat to measure it, I need a rulaaa.
Got this Bad B*tch, that go to Northridge.
She always wear gucci, but she can't Afford It.

[Chorus]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks [x8]

[Tyga]
Take a b*tch life, Now it's my life.
Needa b*tch that can F*ck, Cook, Clean, right.
Turn a b*tch out, make her lick twice.
Yeah she eat p*ssy, but she don't f*ck dikes.
Laid in the middle, two Miller Lites
Straight kill a b*tch, pop rocks little sprite.
Bam bam little chubby ass gooy car,
Tell the b*tch twinkle twinkle come meet a star,
I don't ODOM, no lamar
Kind of money make her come out her Leotard,
I'm in this b*tch, like my d*ck hard.
And I shuffle money, Like playing cards.
Uh
YG tell them b*tches wassup, they ready to cut no,
links in my suit, we don't cuff em,
Straight duck em, Like donald.
Quack Qwak,
I dont even know the sound them b*tches make cuzzzzzz....

[Chorus]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks [x8]

[Nipsey Hussle]
Look I like b*tches, that's lightskinned-ed,
With ah whole a lot of ass, and get right with it,
Off a pill, I can prolly' make her like b*tches,
Lick Lick it, like a lolli till it's like Liquid,
These hoochies always talkin' bout, where my d*ck is,
But if it's not in your mouth, then get out my business,
A n*gga real ratchet, I ain't write this Sh*t,
Known to f*ck and cut her off, Lightswitches.
Uh, Now What I get ? Money b*tch,
You look good, but to me you just a bummy b*tch,
And the funny sh*t is, you know my other b*tch,
Met me through her, on some under cover lover sh*t,
Got damn, ain't that your homegurl?
Scandalous b*tches, we livin' in a cold world.
That's why I flip em, flip em like ah zone gurl.
And everyweek I change my number to my phone cuz...

[Chorus]
B*tches ain't sh*t but, hoes and tricks [x9]

[Fades out]