I Got b*tches 2014 lyrics

[Intro]
I'ma cash out any b*tch I want to, ya feel me?
Like I said, man, Pretty Boys in this b*tch man
I do what I want man any f*cking day
Cash out game at an all time high, 30 stacks for the head
50 stacks for the back, you already know man we trickin' off
You know what I'm sayin', like it's motherf*ckin' Halloween outchea
You know what I'm sayin', we doing what we do
Aye, man, I ain't playing, man
We doing it everyday, man, Basedgod!

[Hook]
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches

[Verse 1]
Nope, no child support, I'll kill a b*tch for that
b*tches want my money, I know the Based God
The Based God is my friend, the Based God has b*tches
Wow, it's Mardi Gras, I'ma f*ck some b*tches (Go 'head, Based God)
I'ma pray for brick fare, (I love you) everyday I'm in there
Lights off f*cking b*tches naked, I'm c*cky and I'm famous
I'm pretty and ignorant, the b*tch can't talk to me
I'm way past V.I.P, can't stand next to me
I might have a burner, I might have some b*tches
I always got safety, I always got b*tches
I always got defense, I always got offense
Ass f*ck my shotgun, I still got b*tches
I still got the power, I f*ck around the world
I love eating pus*y, I love f*cking girls
I dream about b*tches, mmm! b*tches
I'm so thirsty, I cash out on b*tches (Turn up)
[Hook]
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Mmm)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Mmm, yeah)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Swag, woo!)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Woo, damn!)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Brrrrr)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches

[Verse 2]
You know I got problems, I don't got no problems (No you don't)
I got too many b*tches, sh*t I gotta wear a condom (You should)
I need to get tested, staying clean from all the diseases (Go get a doctor)
You need to suck my p*nis and then she, she called my Jesus (Cool)
I f*ck b*tches' ass, and I f*ck b*tches' mouth (Brrrrr)
These b*tches paying bets, I'm cashing hoes out (Mmm)
Call me that Pretty b*tch, call me that trick b*tch
You tricking off bands, I don't give a f*ck b*tch (Brrrrr, swag, ah)
I love Latin girls, they pus*y like glue
I love Asian girls, I love black girls
The darker the berry, I love drinking cranberry
I love that b*tch, mmm, long list (I do)
Girls want to f*ck me, I got b*tches for real
If you got a pus*y, make some noise for yourself (Based God)
It's bad for your health, I'm rocking to the death (Based God)
[Hook]
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Mmm)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Turn up then! I got b*tches!)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Ah, mmm, brrrrr)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Swag, swag, swag)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Based God)
I got b*tches, I got b*tches (Swag)