Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitches , by - Tyga. Release date: 19.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bitches |
| I don’t need no niggas in my section |
| All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah |
| I don’t need no niggas in my section |
| All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah |
| Higher than the moon, nigga what up |
| I hear em woofin, a nigga need to shut up |
| While I’m in the pussy, face down and the butt up |
| Ya aint shit to her and me I’m just a fuck up |
| Fuck a hand shake nigga we ain’t brothers |
| On that West side where they reppin for they colors |
| Talkin big shit cuz my dick will make you stutter |
| All over your face like its butter, nutter |
| Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down |
| Nasty on the dick bitch give a nigga a wipedown |
| Twenty four inches I’m rolling on chrome |
| My niggas are smoking on that loud |
| Bitches try to flunt, Imma blow your back out |
| I ain’t thinking bout a nigga that walk past you |
| Bitch stole my blunt and said she love my tatoos |
| I’m that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo |
| But when she driving on that dick she a damn fool |
| I don’t need no niggas in my section |
| All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah |
| I don’t need no niggas in my section |
| All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah |
| All these bitches I don’t wanna see no niggas |
| All these bitches I don’t wanna see no niggas |
| Really really though, all these bitches, i don’t want no niggas |
| Cause the real niggas that post it up already with us |
| It’s a habit, in the club bottle magic |
| Fucking with these ratchets no purses they got baskets |
| Its a hand out, these bitches high feeling guess they addicts |
| And I ask them are you in like Patrick |
| Playing with the pussy like it’s madden |
| Fire like a dragon |
| The one say she like me then they all bandwagon |
| Been leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageant |
| She said she’d let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though |
| Audemar, big bitch, big tipper |
| Super club, 20,000 for the liquor |
| You see the bitch I’m with, you’ll probably never get her |
| No cop bottles, they’re for broke niggas |
| In the corner posted it up with the dome giver |
| Money flowin like a wet pussy, thats a long river |
| So you got your bitch on lock, I’ll slim jim her |
| It’s that time of the month, fuck timber |
| All my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit up |
| Before you pop up, throw your set up |
| Hop in this bitch 'til the club’s lights lit up, leave with her |
| Big spender, a bitch shut up |
| T-Killa illuminati all through your body |
| She blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel me |
| Pull up in the 'rari, the fuckin life of the party |
| I’m getting hoes regardless |
| Before this rap shit, I’m honest |