b*tch Anthem lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro]

b*tch. b*tch. b*tch. b*tch
You a b*tch. You a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch
Take me out, b*tch. Yeah, you a b*tch. Yeah, you a b*tch. Yeah, you a b*tch
b*tch. b*tch. Yeah, you a b*tch. Yeah, you a b*tch. Yeah, you a b*tch

[Verse 1]
You could make me rich. You could be my b*tch
Your mami is a b*tch. Your doorman is a b*tch
Man, I'm so through. I'm through with the sh*t
Man, you old b*tch. Can you come be my b*tch?
Can you get me dome?
Can you get me wrist?
Can you see me on TV, b*tch, flying sh*t?
G5 high, and I don't give a f*ck
Man you could be my b*tch. Yeah, bust a nut, b*tch

[Bridge]
b*tch, you a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch
Your daddy is a b*tch. Your brother is a b*tch. Under all them b*tch. I'm under all them b*tch

[Verse 2]
Can you see me? Can you see me, b*tch? I'm higher than the sky
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, you can look up in my eyes
You a b*tch. You a b*tch. You might hear a surprise
I don't really give a f*ck, b*tch
Higher than the sea. Lower than the sea. b*tch you never see me
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, you could never be me
[Bridge]
b*tch, you a b*tch, you a dirty ass b*tch
I don't really give a f*ck, I'm from the '30 you b*tch. I'm from the '30 you b*tch
b*tch, you a nerdy b*tch. You a nerdy ass b*tch, b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch

[Verse 3]
Kreayshawn ain't no b*tch, you're a b*tch. Jordan ain't a b*tch, you're a b*tch
You're mama b*tch. We tie up b*tches. No we not b*tch
We sittin' on sixes. I'm gettin' digits
My b*tch's midgets. My b*tch's midgets. They gettin' my pockets bigger
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch I'm a winner. All you is, is a b*tch
You a b*tch. You a b*tch. You a b*tch. You a b*tch
You and your clique is a b*tch. You and your partners, y'all all b*tches. Y'all b*tches, b*tch
b*tch, send me dough. Western Union, that sh*t ho
b*tch, you a b*tch. You b*tch. b*tch. You a b*tch
b*tch, you're a b*tch. b*tch, you're a b*tch
I love to see me on TV, b*tch I'm rich
b*tch. b*tch

[Verse 4]
b*tch, you a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch
You can't hang me, b*tch, you is a b*tch
Unless you give me dough, unless you give me dollars
I don't a f*ck. Damn b*tch, you can't holler
I don't really care, cause I gotta lot of choppers. Pull it all on a b*tch, b*tch I'll drop 'ya
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch. Yeah, I'll really slap a ho
I don't give a f*ck, doing sh*t you never seen before
[Outro]
b*tch, you a b*tch. b*tch, you a b*tch
I smell pork, and put it all on a b*tch
Like an ash tray, you know where I stay. On '30 there, baby with the AK
n*gga talkin' sh*t, and you know where I be at
n*gga, I don't give a f*ck, man I'll make your mind flap
b*tch, you a b*tch. And your mami is a ho, too. Seen her on E before
n*gga, do what I do
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