All of Them lyrics

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
All the bad b*tches love drug dealers
All the savage b*tches love drug dealers
All the college b*tches love drug dealers
Street sh*t, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Drug dealers)
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (For real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Damn, hah, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer, ayy (Woo)
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Drug dealers)
All the ratchet b*tches love drug dealers (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
All the savage b*tches love drug dealers (Haha), yeah
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Ayy, who that?)

[Verse 1]
Pull up in somethin' that go real, real fast (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom)
She got mad when I ask that's her real ass (Haha, this ain't real)
This that real glass (Yeah), I'm smokin' real gas (Yeah)
Don't pull up at the spot unless you spendin' real cash
Turn the box Chevy to a 911 (Switch it up)
Hundred thousand, all twenties, in the mattress (Dope boy)
A half a million, all hundreds, in the attic (Trap, trap)
All I see is money, two stacks for these glasses (Don't play with me)
I call my lil' b*tch RiRi, she said she a savage (Yeah)
Put that di*k up in her, have her singin' like she Gladys (Knight)
My young b*tch, she think she Trina, she swear she the baddest (Uh)
A good girl can't wait to give a drug dealer them panties, yeah
[Chorus]
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Drug dealers)
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (For real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Damn, hah, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer, ayy (Woo)
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Drug dealers)
All the ratchet b*tches love drug dealers (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
All the savage b*tches love drug dealers (Haha), yeah
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers

[Verse 2]
I'm just a trap n*gga (Trap)
My son a trap baby (Tre Tre)
I'm just a trap n*gga (Trap)
My son a trap baby (Tre Tre)
I'm just a trap n*gga (Trap)
My son a trap baby (Trap)
My girl my trap b*tch (Trap)
I mean my trap lady (Ayy)
Runnin' n*ggas out the game 'cause they outdated (Watch out)
Now they didn't give it to me (Nah), yeah, I had to take it (Give me that)
First, I got a sack (Yup), then ran up a bag (Woo)
Young n*ggas run the hood (Yeah), and we won't give it back
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Drug dealers)
Now she out here hidin' dope and holdin' pistols (Haha, damn)
Tryna be just like her best friend and her sister, huh, yeah
[Chorus]
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Drug dealers)
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (For real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Damn, hah, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer, ayy (Woo)
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers (Drug dealers)
All the ratchet b*tches love drug dealers (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
All the savage b*tches love drug dealers (Haha), yeah
All the pretty b*tches love drug dealers