Snitches Ain't ... lyrics

by

Tyga


[Hook: Snoop Dogg Sample]
b*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks [x8]

[Verse 1:YG]
Aye..uh
Got this b*tch named Tar, She let me f*ck her in the car
Like Kim Kardashian, she wanna be a star
Got this b*tch named Britanny, With Big ass titties
But b*tches ain't sh*t, cause b*tches act Mickey (ughhhhh)
Got a main b*tch, but I don't need her
Every time we f*ck, I gotta pop a bean first
Hit the purp, then eat that pus*y for dessert
It gets worse, just watch when she squirt
I got this b*tch who act Sadity
She live in the cities
Every time she hear I got a new b*tch, She says she miss me
I'm a thug, Got this thug b*tch she stay up in the Jungles
Every time we go to Crenshaw Mall, she have a Rumble
Got this b*tch in the Hoovas, I don't wanna losaaa
Ass so fat to measure it, I need a rulaaa
Got this Bad b*tch, that go to North-ridge
She always wear Gucci, but she can't afford it

[Hook]
b*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks [x8]

[Verse 2:Tyga]
Take a b*tch life, Now it's my life
Need a b*tch that can f*ck, Cook, Clean, right
Turn a b*tch out, make her lick twice
Yeah she eat pus*y, but she don't f*ck dikes
Laid in the middle, two Miller Lites
Straight kill a b*tch, pop rocks little sprite
Bam bam little chubby ass goey car
Tell the b*tch twinkle twinkle come meet a star
I don't Odom, no Lamar
Kind of money make her come out her Leotard
I'm in this b*tch, like my di*k hard
And I shuffle money, Like playing cards
Uhssssssssssssssss
YG tell them b*tches whats up, they ready to cut no
Links in my suit, we don't cuff em
Straight duck em, Like Donald
Quack Qwuck
I don't even know the sound them b*tches make cause...

[Hook]
b*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks [x8]

[Verse 3:Nipsey Hussle]
Look, I like b*tches, that's lightskinned-ed
With a whole a lot of ass, and get right with it
Off a pill, I can probably make her like b*tches
Lick Lick it, like a lolli till it's like liquid
These hoochies always talking bout, wher my di*k is
But if it's not in your mouth, then get out my business
A n*gga real ratchet, I ain't wifing sh*t
Known to f*ck and cut her off, Light switches
Uh, Now What I get? Money b*tch
You look good, but to me you just a bummy b*tch
And the funny sh*t is, you know my other b*tch
Met me through her, on some under cover lover sh*t
Got damn, ain't that your homegirl?
Scandalous b*tches, we living in a cold world
That's why I flip em, flip em like ah zone girl
And every week I change my number to my phone cause...

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