b*tches (feat. Ol’ Dirty bast*rd) lyrics

b*tches (3x)
b*tch what tha f*ck?
What ya try to do to me?
You wasn't true to me
When I was locked up you f*cked somethin like 34 guys
But I let that slide
Cuz your ass is bangin, your titties is phat
I wanted to f*ck that, but f*ck that
I never gave a f*ck that, you put me through the courts
And gave me genital warts
Now I stack my nine, I'm goin for your knees
I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a squeeze
As your standin there I'ma be like b*tch!
You know you done f*cked up right?
Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die
Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die
(never wanted it like that) (4x)
b*tch don't talk about b*tches I'm f*ckin them
Please no fat b*tches I'm f*ckin slim
Unless its one of those nights I'm smokin my sh*t
I don't care about how I'm f*ckin it
How much it cost big fat crack head?
Ain't tryin to hear all them words you said
Five minutes b*tch, and I came
f*ck your name, and from were you came
I don't give a f*ck b*tch, I will kill you
You Sequeta
You Bolinda
You to Passion
b*tch!!!
Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die
Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x)
One thing I can't stand is these b*tches
Tryin to take my riches, when I ain't even got none
I never lied, you knew what I wanted all the while
My di*k in your vertical smile
We kiss and hug, and snug and tickle
But the b*tch wouldn't even buff my f*ckin pickle
She f*cked everybody else in the place
It's all good, NOW LET ME HEAD BUTT YOUR FACE!
b*tch
I love you but now ya gotta die
Girl you know I love you but now ya gotta die
Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die
Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (repeat)
Girl ya know i love you, you dumb b*tch!