All My b*tches lyrics

[Intro]
Where my b*tches at?
Where is all my b*tches at?
This motherf*cker right here
This for all ya'll motherf*ckers
You a b*tch, you a b*tch, I'm a b*tch
We all b*tches
In this motherf*cking game
Just be a bad b*tch
When you be a b*tch

[Verse 1]
I wakes up from dreaming of money
To thinking of money on a daily basis
Make sure the money
Make the way to the safe
Put your bet's on the "b" to the "ra"
From the west side of chi' "t"
n*ggas want to ride with me
Cause I'm the live-est
Get high with me
Cause I'm fly
Obsessed with me
Cause I'm shy
No matter which whip I pick
And butt-kick your little buckets
And leave your face with a disgusted look
As you bite the dust
I get them big things
This is hard sh*t, head bob
Breaking your neck
Raw sh*t
My b*tches keep hollin'
"dollars" til' god call us
And it don't quit
Till the earth split
This b*tch a baller wit' it
In a black jag it's a fact that
Brat the first solo to go plat
And if it sound like I'm bragging
I am, cause I'm proud of myself
Pat a b*tch on the back
Damn...straight to the bank I go
Created a game plan
That ya'll follow
Switch four in the diablo
Vacationing morocco
Keep chasing the papers faithfully
And cause I get it
n*ggas permanently hating me
f*ck em'
I'm talking to...
[Chorus]
All my b*tches
That live the hood life
Good life
My b*tches
That don't need
A n*gga for sh*t
b*tches wit a
Game plan
Rockin'
Name brand
I dedicates this one to you
I'm talkin' too...
All my b*tches
That live the hood life
Good life
My b*tches
That don't need
A n*gga for sh*t
b*tches
n*ggas gotta holla at
Screamin
"where them dollars at"
I dedicates this one to you...

[Verse 2]
From the start I was in a hurry to crawl
And walk slap n*ggas before I could hardly talk
Now I got em on they knees screamin'
That's what the f*ck I thought
No matter how I part the braids
Hear ya'll chatter when I rock it straight
I'mma bad b*tch even when the style flipped
I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts
Too much for one n*gga to count
You must not know how a so so def ho bounce
To bust open another n*ggas accounts and be out
To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm
Made a motherf*cker pay for the rims
I f*cked his friend but it's all good
He understood the way I live my life, my life
That I can't depend on nobody
For me to survive and stay high
Where all my b*tches at? Girls
Make 'em love to hate us
And whether you classy to di*k suckin'
Or a trashy b*tch get your papers
I gotta eat throw these bows
Silently creep on these hoes
That's robbin' my flows you impostors to me
Prophets is all I see I ain't got time for beef
So I rhyme for cheese financially stable
Tryin' to make g's and I'm talkin' to
[Chorus]
All my b*tches
That live the hood life
Good life
My b*tches
That don't need
A n*gga for sh*t
b*tches wit a
Game plan
Rockin'
Name brand
I dedicates this one to you
I'm talkin' too...
All my b*tches
That live the hood life
Good life
My b*tches
That don't need
A n*gga for sh*t
b*tches
n*ggas gotta holla at
Screamin
"where them dollars at"
I dedicates this one to you...

[Verse 3]
And since I cover the mortgage
The car note, the porsche, and the condo
We still smokin'
Dollar signs are all I see excuse me
I got to cut the line leave you n*ggas behind
For the third time and shine on purpose
Blind'em every time I surface
If an aries hurt you you must deserve it
Every bit of a dime is worth it
Keep on swerving not perfect
But striving for that working with diamonds
And flirting with the finest cats
Desert the broke n*ggas that still live
With their momma's at
Provoke most to wanna wine a dine brat
Cause I'm dope from coast to coast
Guarantee to fall in love with me
After just one toast
Smoke weed that'll make you say
I ain't never getting' high again
n*ggas always wanna see what I'm riding in
So I slide in the benz outfit match
From head to tims
Rims you ain't seen before fein for doe
Screamin' cream for mo and mo
Reap the benefits if it's free sh*t
I take gifts in all shapes and sizes
And diamonds is my favorite wish
Picture me rich a genius
When it comes to me collecting these chips
And this to...
[Chorus]
All my b*tches
That live the hood life
Good life
My b*tches
That don't need
A n*gga for sh*t
b*tches wit a
Game plan
Rockin'
Name brand
I dedicates this one to you
I'm talkin' too...
All my b*tches
That live the hood life
Good life
My b*tches
That don't need
A n*gga for sh*t
b*tches
n*ggas gotta holla at
Screamin
"where them dollars at"
I dedicates this one to you...