Lyrics Bitch - Mamas Gun, ANDY PLATTS, David Oliver

Bitch

Ain’t got no money
Money don’t grow on trees
Ain’t got no woman
But love ain’t no commodity
So nobody understands you
And you ain’t gettin to nowhere… nowhere
And you’re so unappreciated
Does it all seem so unfair?
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Ain’t your life, ain’t your life
Ain’t it just…
So you ain’t no pretty girl
Well who’s to say what’s too pretty now?
Ha-ha
And you ain’t got no friends
Well I suggest that you try to get down
At least once in a while
So everybody’s got what you want
And you’re cryin' out for help… Yeah
And you ain’t really got no problems, baby
You just can’t see past yourself
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Ain’t your life, ain’t your life
Ain’t it just…
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Uh…
Ain’t your life, ain’t your life… Yeah
Oooo yeah…
Ain’t it just…
Ain’t your life a bitch now?
Every bitch now…
No you ain’t really got no problems, baby…
You just can’t see past yourself
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Come on
Ain’t your life, ain’t your life
Ain’t it just…
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Ha Ha Ha
Ain’t your life, ain’t your life
Ain’t it just…
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Come on now…
Ain’t your life, ain’t your life
Come on, you got my sympathy.
Ain’t your life a bitch, baby?
Ain’t your life, Ain’t it just…
Ain’t your life…