All My Bitches - Explicit Version

All My Bitches - Explicit Version 歌词

歌曲	All My Bitches - Explicit Version
歌手	Da Brat
专辑	Unrestricted
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作词 : Cox, Da Brat, Dupri
	Where my bitches at?
	Where is all my bitches at?
	This motherfucker right here,
	This for all ya'll motherfuckers
	You a bitch, you a bitch, i'm a bitch,
	We all bitches,
	In this motherfucking game
	Just be a bad bitch,
	When you be a bitch [Verse 1]
	I wakes up from dreaming of money,
	To thinking of money
	On a daily basis,
	Make sure the money
	Make the way to the safe
	Put your bet's on the "b" to the "ra"
	From the west side of chi' "t",
	Niggers want to ride with me
	Cause i'm the live-est,
	Get high with me
	Cause i'm fly
	Obsessed with me
	Cause i'm shy
	No matter which whip i pick,
	And butt-kick your little buckets
	And leave your face with a disgusted look
	As you bite the dust
	I get them big things
	This is hard shit, head bob,
	Breakin your neck,
	Raw shit My bitches keep hollin' "dollas" "til'god"
	Call us And it don't quit
	Till the earth split
	This bitch
	A baller wit' it
	In a black jag,
	It's a fact that,
	Brat the first solo
	To go platt,
	And if it sound like i'm braggin,'
	I am, cause i'm proud of myself,
	Pat a bitch on the back,
	Damn...straight to the bank i go
	Created a game plan
	That ya'll follow
	Switch four in the diablo
	Vacationin' morocco
	Keep chasin' the papers faithfully
	And cause i get it
	Niggas permanently hatin' me
	Fuckem' I'm talkin' to...
	Hook: All my bitches
	That live the hood life,
	Good life,
	My bitches
	That don't need
	A nigger for shit
	Bitches wit a
	Game plan,
	Rockin' Name brand,
	I dedicates this one to you
	I'm talkin' too...
	All my bitches
	That live the hood life,
	Good life,
	My bitches
	That don't need
	A nigger for shit,
	Bitches, Niggas gotta holla at
	Screamin "where them dollars at"
	I dedicates this one to you... [Verse 2]
	From the start i was in a hurry to crawl,
	And walk slap niggas before i could hardly talk.
	Now i gottem'on they knees screamin'
	That's what the fuck i thought
	No matter how i part the braids
	Hear ya'll chatter when i rock it straight.
	I'ma bad bitch even when the style flipped
	I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts
	Too much for one nigger to count
	You must not know how a so so def hoe bounce
	To bust open another niggas accounts and be out
	To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm
	Made a motherfucker pay for the rims
	I fucked his friend but it's all good
	He understood the way i live my life, my life
	That i can't depend on nobody
	For me to survive and stay high.
	Where all my bitches at?
	Girls Make 'em love to hate us
	And whether you classy to dick suckin'
	Or a trashy bitch get your papers
	I gotta eat throw these bows
	Silently creep on these hoes
	That's robbin' my flows you impostors to me
	Prophets is all i see i ain't got time for beef,
	So i rhyme for cheese financially stable,
	Tryin' to make g's and i'm talkin' to
	Hook [Verse 3]
	And since i cover the mortgage,
	The car note, the porsche, and the condo
	We still smokin'
	Dollar signs are all i see excuse me,
	I got to cut the line leave you niggas behind
	For the third time and shine on purpose
	Blind'em every time i surface
	If an aries hurt you you must deserve it
	Every bit of a dime is worth it,
	Keep on swerving not perfect
	But striving for that working with diamonds,
	And flirting with the finest cats,
	Desert the broke niggas that still live
	With their momma's at
	Provoke most to wanna wine a dine brat,
	Cause i'm dope from coast to coast
	Guarantee to fall in love with me
	After just one toast,
	Smoke weed that'll make you say,
	I ain't never getting' high again
	Niggas always wanna see what i'm riding in
	So i slide in the benz outfit match
	From head to tims
	Rims you aint seen before fein for doe,
	Screamin' cream for mo and mo,
	Reap the benefits if it's free shit,
	I take gifts in all shapes and sizes
	And diamonds is my favorite wish,
	Picture me rich a genious,
	When it comes to me collecting these chips,
	And this to...
	Hook

	zuo ci : Cox, Da Brat, Dupri
	Where my bitches at?
	Where is all my bitches at?
	This motherfucker right here,
	This for all ya' ll motherfuckers
	You a bitch, you a bitch, i' m a bitch,
	We all bitches,
	In this motherfucking game
	Just be a bad bitch,
	When you be a bitch Verse 1
	I wakes up from dreaming of money,
	To thinking of money
	On a daily basis,
	Make sure the money
	Make the way to the safe
	Put your bet' s on the " b" to the " ra"
	From the west side of chi' " t",
	Niggers want to ride with me
	Cause i' m the liveest,
	Get high with me
	Cause i' m fly
	Obsessed with me
	Cause i' m shy
	No matter which whip i pick,
	And buttkick your little buckets
	And leave your face with a disgusted look
	As you bite the dust
	I get them big things
	This is hard shit, head bob,
	Breakin your neck,
	Raw shit My bitches keep hollin' " dollas" " til' god"
	Call us And it don' t quit
	Till the earth split
	This bitch
	A baller wit' it
	In a black jag,
	It' s a fact that,
	Brat the first solo
	To go platt,
	And if it sound like i' m braggin,'
	I am, cause i' m proud of myself,
	Pat a bitch on the back,
	Damn... straight to the bank i go
	Created a game plan
	That ya' ll follow
	Switch four in the diablo
	Vacationin' morocco
	Keep chasin' the papers faithfully
	And cause i get it
	Niggas permanently hatin' me
	Fuckem' I' m talkin' to...
	Hook: All my bitches
	That live the hood life,
	Good life,
	My bitches
	That don' t need
	A nigger for shit
	Bitches wit a
	Game plan,
	Rockin' Name brand,
	I dedicates this one to you
	I' m talkin' too...
	All my bitches
	That live the hood life,
	Good life,
	My bitches
	That don' t need
	A nigger for shit,
	Bitches, Niggas gotta holla at
	Screamin " where them dollars at"
	I dedicates this one to you... Verse 2
	From the start i was in a hurry to crawl,
	And walk slap niggas before i could hardly talk.
	Now i gottem' on they knees screamin'
	That' s what the fuck i thought
	No matter how i part the braids
	Hear ya' ll chatter when i rock it straight.
	I' ma bad bitch even when the style flipped
	I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts
	Too much for one nigger to count
	You must not know how a so so def hoe bounce
	To bust open another niggas accounts and be out
	To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm
	Made a motherfucker pay for the rims
	I fucked his friend but it' s all good
	He understood the way i live my life, my life
	That i can' t depend on nobody
	For me to survive and stay high.
	Where all my bitches at?
	Girls Make ' em love to hate us
	And whether you classy to dick suckin'
	Or a trashy bitch get your papers
	I gotta eat throw these bows
	Silently creep on these hoes
	That' s robbin' my flows you impostors to me
	Prophets is all i see i ain' t got time for beef,
	So i rhyme for cheese financially stable,
	Tryin' to make g' s and i' m talkin' to
	Hook Verse 3
	And since i cover the mortgage,
	The car note, the porsche, and the condo
	We still smokin'
	Dollar signs are all i see excuse me,
	I got to cut the line leave you niggas behind
	For the third time and shine on purpose
	Blind' em every time i surface
	If an aries hurt you you must deserve it
	Every bit of a dime is worth it,
	Keep on swerving not perfect
	But striving for that working with diamonds,
	And flirting with the finest cats,
	Desert the broke niggas that still live
	With their momma' s at
	Provoke most to wanna wine a dine brat,
	Cause i' m dope from coast to coast
	Guarantee to fall in love with me
	After just one toast,
	Smoke weed that' ll make you say,
	I ain' t never getting' high again
	Niggas always wanna see what i' m riding in
	So i slide in the benz outfit match
	From head to tims
	Rims you aint seen before fein for doe,
	Screamin' cream for mo and mo,
	Reap the benefits if it' s free shit,
	I take gifts in all shapes and sizes
	And diamonds is my favorite wish,
	Picture me rich a genious,
	When it comes to me collecting these chips,
	And this to...
	Hook

	zuò cí : Cox, Da Brat, Dupri
	Where my bitches at?
	Where is all my bitches at?
	This motherfucker right here,
	This for all ya' ll motherfuckers
	You a bitch, you a bitch, i' m a bitch,
	We all bitches,
	In this motherfucking game
	Just be a bad bitch,
	When you be a bitch Verse 1
	I wakes up from dreaming of money,
	To thinking of money
	On a daily basis,
	Make sure the money
	Make the way to the safe
	Put your bet' s on the " b" to the " ra"
	From the west side of chi' " t",
	Niggers want to ride with me
	Cause i' m the liveest,
	Get high with me
	Cause i' m fly
	Obsessed with me
	Cause i' m shy
	No matter which whip i pick,
	And buttkick your little buckets
	And leave your face with a disgusted look
	As you bite the dust
	I get them big things
	This is hard shit, head bob,
	Breakin your neck,
	Raw shit My bitches keep hollin' " dollas" " til' god"
	Call us And it don' t quit
	Till the earth split
	This bitch
	A baller wit' it
	In a black jag,
	It' s a fact that,
	Brat the first solo
	To go platt,
	And if it sound like i' m braggin,'
	I am, cause i' m proud of myself,
	Pat a bitch on the back,
	Damn... straight to the bank i go
	Created a game plan
	That ya' ll follow
	Switch four in the diablo
	Vacationin' morocco
	Keep chasin' the papers faithfully
	And cause i get it
	Niggas permanently hatin' me
	Fuckem' I' m talkin' to...
	Hook: All my bitches
	That live the hood life,
	Good life,
	My bitches
	That don' t need
	A nigger for shit
	Bitches wit a
	Game plan,
	Rockin' Name brand,
	I dedicates this one to you
	I' m talkin' too...
	All my bitches
	That live the hood life,
	Good life,
	My bitches
	That don' t need
	A nigger for shit,
	Bitches, Niggas gotta holla at
	Screamin " where them dollars at"
	I dedicates this one to you... Verse 2
	From the start i was in a hurry to crawl,
	And walk slap niggas before i could hardly talk.
	Now i gottem' on they knees screamin'
	That' s what the fuck i thought
	No matter how i part the braids
	Hear ya' ll chatter when i rock it straight.
	I' ma bad bitch even when the style flipped
	I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts
	Too much for one nigger to count
	You must not know how a so so def hoe bounce
	To bust open another niggas accounts and be out
	To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm
	Made a motherfucker pay for the rims
	I fucked his friend but it' s all good
	He understood the way i live my life, my life
	That i can' t depend on nobody
	For me to survive and stay high.
	Where all my bitches at?
	Girls Make ' em love to hate us
	And whether you classy to dick suckin'
	Or a trashy bitch get your papers
	I gotta eat throw these bows
	Silently creep on these hoes
	That' s robbin' my flows you impostors to me
	Prophets is all i see i ain' t got time for beef,
	So i rhyme for cheese financially stable,
	Tryin' to make g' s and i' m talkin' to
	Hook Verse 3
	And since i cover the mortgage,
	The car note, the porsche, and the condo
	We still smokin'
	Dollar signs are all i see excuse me,
	I got to cut the line leave you niggas behind
	For the third time and shine on purpose
	Blind' em every time i surface
	If an aries hurt you you must deserve it
	Every bit of a dime is worth it,
	Keep on swerving not perfect
	But striving for that working with diamonds,
	And flirting with the finest cats,
	Desert the broke niggas that still live
	With their momma' s at
	Provoke most to wanna wine a dine brat,
	Cause i' m dope from coast to coast
	Guarantee to fall in love with me
	After just one toast,
	Smoke weed that' ll make you say,
	I ain' t never getting' high again
	Niggas always wanna see what i' m riding in
	So i slide in the benz outfit match
	From head to tims
	Rims you aint seen before fein for doe,
	Screamin' cream for mo and mo,
	Reap the benefits if it' s free shit,
	I take gifts in all shapes and sizes
	And diamonds is my favorite wish,
	Picture me rich a genious,
	When it comes to me collecting these chips,
	And this to...
	Hook

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