Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitches , by - Lil Debbie. Song from the album Queen D, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lil Debbie
Song language: English
Bitches |
| I popped a couple mollies |
| Then I hopped in that ferrari |
| With a couple ratchet bitches, all they wanna do is party |
| Got like 4 grams in my blunt (My blunt) |
| Promethazine in my cup (My cup) |
| Couple 808s in my trunk |
| I’m a bossy bitch, so wassup! |
| I tell 'em, bitch you ain’t got shit on me |
| Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me |
| That’s why your man wanna feel on me |
| He fucking you, his mind still on me |
| Tell these bitches sorry, I don’t really mean to tamper |
| And I’m too legit to quit, you can’t touch it, MC Hammer |
| I got bitches who got bitches, they more badder than your bitches |
| And we hopped up in that party, let me call up some more bitches |
| Now we got that party bouncing, hittin' switches, hittin switches' |
| And you talkin' like you did this |
| But I lit this, you can witness |
| Now we turnt up and you turnt out |
| We burn it up and you burnt out |
| I’m caked up with my cakes out |
| And you eat that shit |
| One more time? |
| Now we turnt up and you turnt out |
| We burn it up and you burnt out |
| I’m caked up with my cakes out |
| And you eat that shit — Lil Debbie |
| (I tell 'em) Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me |
| You ain’t got shit on me (You know it) |
| Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me |
| You ain’t got shit on me |
| I tell 'em bitch, you ain’t got shit on me |
| You ain’t got shit on me, bitch you ain’t got shit on me |
| Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me |
| They call me the baddest bitch |
| Lil Debbie got cakes like Trina |
| Might be rollin' off that molly |
| I’m still rollin' with that nina |
| Got like 4 hoes on my low pros |
| So we lookin' out for them pot holes |
| Bitch in the back keep my cup filled |
| Bitch in the front got my pot rolled |
| Bitch you ain’t got shit on me! |
| That’s word to the 510 |
| Bay City everywhere I go |
| These bitches stay mad I know |
| Up talkin' that bossy shit |
| I be movin' like bosses do |
| White Range, Black Range |
| I’m so fly I could floss for two |
| Gold all on my neck, chrome all on my ride |
| Os all on my check |
| Bitch, don’t kill my vibe |
| Pop bottles in the VIP |
| All yall bitches outside |
| 10 hoes wanna leave with me |
| Tell them hoes, «lets ride.» |
| We got bitches that got bitches that more ratchet than your bitches |
| And your bitches want my bitches, so you leavin' with no bitches |
| Yeah we turnt up and you turnt out |
| We burnin' up and you burnt out |
| I’m caked up with my cakes out |
| And you eat that shit — Lil Debbie |
| (I tell 'em) Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me |
| You ain’t got shit on me (You know it) |
| Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me |
| You ain’t got shit on me |
| I tell 'em bitch, you ain’t got shit on me |
| You ain’t got shit on me, bitch you ain’t got shit on me |
| Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me |