Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Bitches, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Album song Hoodwolf, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hoodrich, MONY POWR RSPT
Song language: English
2 Bitches |
Two bitches in a jacuzzi like I’m Uzi |
I got the chopsticks, drinking the raw like it’s sushi |
«One call, that’s all» like I’m Ken Nugent |
My young niggas pull up they roof and they shoot |
I switch up my fit like I dress out in movies |
Fire up the cookie, the air get polluted |
Captain Planet ring, I’m fucking the groupies |
Ice on me, got me feeling the coolest |
Nigga, I’m good anywhere |
Pull up in your hood with brick fair |
Oooh, bitch, I’m Ric Flair |
I’m whipping the chicken, got babies like daycare |
Trap out the house, you know we don’t stay there |
Hundred round drum, you know we don’t play fair |
Pound for pound, undefeated like Mayweather |
I fucked that hoe, I ain’t know that y’all stay together |
Rollie DayDay, I pulled out the belt |
I double on dates, I fuck without |
I heard you a rat, you eating the cheddar |
I’m still trapping, get a bag of |
Eighteen karat, iced out the gold metal |
My young niggas ready to shoot, they don’t know better |
Niggas be faking, they hating, they snakes |
I’m Gucci, I’m a double G: go-getter |
All you pussy and hoe niggas |
Bad bitch ride the dick like a four-wheeler |
Chopper on me, nigga, I ain’t scared of no nigga |
Pots out the whip on the stove with it |
Nigga, you broke, you better get fixing |
Five different plugs, you know I’m consistent |
Big ahk with the blood on the Christians |
I walk there with two bitches dripping like I just got |
Two bitches in a jacuzzi like I’m Uzi |
I got the chopsticks, drinking the raw like it’s sushi |
«One call, that’s all» like I’m Ken Nugent |
My young niggas pull up they roof and they shoot |
I switch up my fit like I dress out in movies |
Fire up the cookie, the air get polluted |
Captain Planet ring, I’m fucking the groupies |
Ice on me, got me feeling the coolest |
Nigga, I’m good anywhere |
Pull up in your hood with brick fair |
Oooh, bitch, I’m Ric Flair |
I’m whipping the chicken, got babies like daycare |
Trap out the house, you know we don’t stay there |
Hundred round drum, you know we don’t play fair |
Pound for pound, undefeated like Mayweather |
I fucked that hoe, I ain’t know that y’all stay together |
Undefeated like I’m Mayweather |
80 pointers in a rollie, trying to break the bezel |
I blocked the little bitch, she trying to send a letter |
I’m an ex-robber and a dope seller |
Strapped up everywhere with heavy metal |
I fucked that bitch right on your dresser |
Don’t give no fuck, why you trying to impress her? |
In the lab, making work on the compressor |
but the diamonds in |
I trap out the tree, then I wrap them in |
So bitch, you better get your shit together |
All these diamonds on me, I’m applying pressure |
Hood, they label me rich or better |
Pimp like a nigga with a hat and feather |
Hot like a stove, water like a tea kettle |
Still shipping out, nigga, like I don’t know better |
Two bitches in a jacuzzi like I’m Uzi |
I got the chopsticks, drinking the raw like it’s sushi |
«One call, that’s all» like I’m Ken Nugent |
My young niggas pull up they roof and they shoot |
I switch up my fit like I dress out in movies |
Fire up the cookie, the air get polluted |
Captain Planet ring, I’m fucking the groupies |
Ice on me, got me feeling the coolest |
Nigga, I’m good anywhere |
Pull up in your hood with brick fair |
Oooh, bitch, I’m Ric Flair |
I’m whipping the chicken, got babies like daycare |
Trap out the house, you know we don’t stay there |
Hundred round drum, you know we don’t play fair |
Pound for pound, undefeated like Mayweather |
I fucked that hoe, I ain’t know that y’all stay together |