Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RnB Bitches , by - Fabolous. Release date: 03.10.2014
Song language: English
RnB Bitches |
| Mary J, Miley Cyrus |
| Tell Ashanti, let a nigga holla |
| I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches |
| I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches |
| Catch me rollin', Kelly Rowland |
| Tell Rihanna, let a nigga holla |
| I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches |
| I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches |
| Mary J bought me everything |
| Kelly Rowland bought that press be rolling |
| I heard that Rihanna got that oooh |
| Tryna get Kelly wetter than her pool |
| Smokin' on that Etta James |
| Stackin' that Aretha Franklin |
| Smokin' Keisha, ease the pain |
| OG, Mary J |
| Ooh I like it, blow a quarter mill |
| Smoke about a field, talkin' bout that Lauryn Hill |
| TLC what I’m going about |
| All my bitches Rihanna, all my bitches Madonna |
| Tell JB going to JJ, fuck that, going KK |
| Riding around with that AK, every day be pay day |
| J. Lo’s, Beyno’s and K. ro’s |
| Mamis, lightskins, darkskins, when I say so |
| Sippin' on this Brandy, Smokin' on that Keisha |
| Fell in love with my AK, with a new swisher to Licia |
| She in between my verses, I’m in between her legs |
| You seen her at award shows, I seen her on the reg |
| I need a freak in the morning, a freak in the evening |
| Adina Howard for real, I’m freaking then I’m leaving |
| That Aguilera bought that black Carrera |
| That Kelly Clarkson bought that Aston Martin |
| I’m tryna get a Christina Milli yo |
| And an R&B bitch that can really blow, yo |
| Kick game Neymar, psh psh, Tamar |
| Keep it G, I’m no hypebeast but tell Bernstein (?) to leave the J’s on |
| Oh I got a fetish, talkin' bout me out in Philly |
| She just married a billionaire, tryna see what went chilly |
| Damn Misses Badu, there’s just something about you |
| Tell me next lifetime, I’m shooting myself for proof, oops |
| Tinashe, I’m tryna show you love |
| Heard you get 2 on, I just need one then I’m good |
| Mary J, got your number from Puff |
| I’m young enough to be your son, but what’s that 411? |
| You know I’m just playing, you know I love them ladies |
| You know I love you like a sister, unless you thinking maybe |