b*tch PLEASE lyrics

by

Too $hort


VERSE 1:
b*tch PLEASE
Stop Lyin
We Don't Believe You . .
Ratchet Ass
Tellin n*ggas That U Single
Actin Like Yo Life is LIT
But You Really Ain’t
Actin Like You Real
But You Fake
You be Shopping at Rainbow
Actin All Stuck Up!
Sellin All Yo EBT
Tryna Get Cho Bread Up
Got Them New J's
But You Waitin for A Ride
Witcho Trifling Ass
I Got A Uber Waitin 4 U Outside . .
b*tch PLEASEEEE . .
I Ain't Payin For Yo Weave
You Need To Go & Get Yo Ass
A (J-O-B)
I Got Cheese . .
Yeah I’m Dat n*gga Wit The Green
But You Gets None Of These!
What Chu Mean?
Youzza Flippa
We Know You
You Be f*ckin 4 Yo Rent
And It's Still Past Due
HOW?
These b*tches Ain't sh*t
That's On Everythang . .
Do Anything
For A Wedding Rang!
HOOK:
YEAH RIGHT
b*tch PLEASE . .
We Don't Luv These Hoes
You Gets None Of These!
YEAH RIGHTb*tch PLEASE . .
Get Yo Bread Up
I Been Money
What Chu Mean?
YEAH RIGHT
b*tch PLEASE . .
I'm That
I'm That n*gga
Why You All Up In Yo Feelins'
b*tch PLEASE
Say That For The Birds . .
We Don’t Give No f*cks That’s My Word!

VERSE 2: (RJ)
f*ck Me On Camera
Wit A Backdrop
Suck Me Wit Some Manners
Wit Some Cash Out
I Been In The Demon
Like A Mascot
If You A Dirty b*tch
Got A Sandbox
I'm A Clean n*gga
But I’m From The Dirt
I Know You The Type
Get A n*gga Murked
Choppa Wit The Knife
Before That Occur
She Gone Let You Pipe
Get Her Dinner First
Still Don't Give A f*ck
About A b*tch
Have A Baby By Me
You Know That Baby
Gone Be Rich
And If That Baby Like Me
He Gone Be Gamin' A b*tch
A Watch That Cycle Repeat
Squeezin' Franks In The Fist
I See I’m Raisin' The Rent
Yo Freedom Came In & Went
I Keep A Hater Convinced
To Keep The Paper From Getting Rinsed
I Need Her Baker
Cookin Raw Out A Dope House
Have That b*tch Full Of Plan B's
Like A Rollout
HOOK:
YEAH RIGHT
b*tch PLEASE . .
We Don't Luv These Hoes
You Gets None Of These!
YEAH RIGHT
b*tch PLEASE . .
Get Yo Bread Up
I Been Money
What Chu Mean?
YEAH RIGHT
b*tch PLEASE . .
I'm ThatI'm That n*gga
Why You All Up In Yo Feelins'
b*tch PLEASE
Say That For The Birds . .
We Don't Give No f*cks
That's My Word!

VERSE 3:
Now I Don't Know
Who She Think She Dealin Wit
I Ain't The One You Wanna Be
All In Yo Feelins Wit
Cause I Don't Give No f*cks
I Don't Give No f*cks . .
Kick A b*tch Out Quick
Let Her Take The Bus
They Some Unstable Creatures
They Be
Payin Bills Wit They Features
They Be
Lyin Cheatin On They n*ggas
They Just
Want A n*gga Wit Potential
Borrow Clothes From Yo Girl
Hit the Club
Lookin For A Baller
But What You Found Was
A n*gga That's Gone Never Call You
New Year
New You tho?
b*tch PLEASEEE
You On The Same Hoe sh*t
From 2 Years Ago
Got Yo Tax Check
Now You Think You Poppin'
b*tch Stop It
You Really Need To Stop It
Tellin Everybody Business
Witcho Messy Ass . .
This Ain't Luv & Hip-Hop
And You Ain't Joseline!
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