Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitches , by - Devlin. Release date: 02.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bitches |
| But me da megalodon |
| I’m a great white shark, too big for the pond |
| Stones, sticks, come on |
| A lot of men move so wrong |
| I can’t hack it, you little maggots, roll on (roll on) |
| Get back, stay away from me (stay back) |
| I gave some men their careers |
| And they wanna try shitting on me (me) |
| When I’m Tyson, I’m biting your ears (rah) |
| For as far as the eye can see |
| I see men that wanna flex like women |
| Chat shit behind backs and then shake hands (woah) |
| Cos they ain’t got it in 'em (woah) |
| Bitches (bitches) |
| I see a lot of men that wanna flex like bitches (bitches) |
| All the fakers, haters, snakes and the snitches (snitches) |
| Why have grown men gotta act like bitches (bitches) |
| These bitches |
| These bitches (these bitches) |
| Bitches |
| I would have rolled out to the end (you know) |
| And you wanna hate on me (who me) |
| I don’t need no more new friends |
| Unless I come across Rachel Green (Rachel Green) |
| Eyes black like the Thames (yeah) |
| Fed up of the drama and beef |
| Why have grown men gotta get feelings |
| I blame shy FX’s beat (one) |
| Its mad how loud that your actions speak |
| Poker, I’m sat whilst I’m reading faces |
| I don’t like what I see |
| They got their eyes on me |
| Sheep wanna follow a grown men, me |
| Sleep in the hollows and hang from the trees |
| I don’t like what they’re talking, keep walking |
| Them man can’t come around me |
| Bitches |
| I see a lot of men that wanna flex like bitches (bitches) |
| All the fakers, haters, snakes and the snitches (snitches) |
| Why have grown men gotta act like bitches (bitches) |
| These bitches |
| These bitches (these bitches) |
| Bitches |
| They say you’re not a derogatory term for a female |
| I’m talking about men that should of been down |
| And turned out bitch |
| Peace out |
| We don’t need no snake on the team now |
| Nor never, swordsmen sever |
| These fools that leisure |
| I’ve got one better |
| Entire pool in my whole cellar |
| Chainsaw, call me face or leather |
| And make your, decisions more wisely |
| Sweet feeling you’re styley |
| You’re all grown ass men |
| So stop bringing me down like wifey |
| All these indirects on the net don’t send me a threat |
| Come find me |
| Cos you know where we are |
| In Drugnam and in blacked out cars |
| You bitches |
| I see a lot of men that wanna flex like bitches (bitches) |
| All the fakers, haters, snakes and the snitches (snitches) |
| Why have grown men gotta act like bitches (bitches) |
| These bitches |
| These bitches (these bitches) |
| Bitches |