All the b*tches lyrics

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Two b*tches, five b*tches, ten b*tches, need all the b*tches
Twenty b*tches, fifty b*tches, hundred b*tches, need all the b*tches
White b*tches, black b*tches, mixed b*tches, need all the b*tches
My b*tches, your b*tches, his b*tches, need all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, yeah, n*gga, I want all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, yeah, n*gga, I want all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, his b*tch, your b*tch
My b*tches, want all the b*tches
Mixed b*tches, want all the b*tches

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I want all the b*tches
I want that hoodrat and that thot
I need me a b*tch with that straight drop
Need me a b*tch to put it in a headlock
I need me a mixed b*tch with long hair
Riding with me when I chop off the top
I need me a b*tch with a real and a fake ass
Long as she having that slop
I need me a b*tch to work the crockpot
Hit up my main b*tch and bond out
Got a b*tch from the gump, let me find out
My Houston b*tch let me f*ck in her mouth
Got a white girl give me my style
I got all the b*tches, f*ck you talking 'bout?
My b*tches say, "f*ck you talking 'bout?"
They know you can't live without
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Two b*tches, five b*tches, ten b*tches, need all the b*tches
Twenty b*tches, fifty b*tches, hundred b*tches, need all the b*tches
White b*tches, black b*tches, mixed b*tches, need all the b*tches
My b*tches, your b*tches, his b*tches, need all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, yeah, n*gga, I want all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, yeah, n*gga, I want all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, his b*tch, your b*tch
My b*tches, want all the b*tches
Mixed b*tches, want all the b*tches

[Verse 2: Johnny Cinco]
I got hoes, I got hoes, hoes on hoes, centerfolds
Stripper b*tch who work the pole, I got Hummers in the north
Lamborghini hit the floor, me and Pablo hit the door
We want more, we want more, drive a four, we gon' pour
Bad b*tches in the suite [?], me and Pablo got them b*tches on go
I keep a player everywhere I go, every time I pour, I drunk me a four
Every time I pour, I drunk me a four, I got b*tches, I can [?] hoe
I got b*tches that took off with a sub, new bankroll, new bankroll, I got rolls

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Two b*tches, five b*tches, ten b*tches, need all the b*tches
Twenty b*tches, fifty b*tches, hundred b*tches, need all the b*tches
White b*tches, black b*tches, mixed b*tches, need all the b*tches
My b*tches, your b*tches, his b*tches, need all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, yeah, n*gga, I want all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, yeah, n*gga, I want all the b*tches
I want all the b*tches, his b*tch, your b*tch
My b*tches, want all the b*tches
Mixed b*tches, want all the b*tches