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Snitches Ain't... Lyrics

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Aye uh, got this bitch named Tasha, she let me fuck her in the car
Like Kim Kardashian, she wanna be a Star
Got this bitch named Britanny with big ass tities
But bitches ain't shit 'cause bitches act Mickey, ugh

Got a main bitch but I don't need her
Every time we fuck, I gotta pop a bean first
Hit the purp then eat that pussy for dessert
It gets worse, just watch when she squirt

I got this bitch who act sadity, she live in the cities
Every time she hear I got a new bitch, she says she miss me
I'm a thug, got this thug bitch, she stay up in the jungles
Every time we go to Crenshaw Mall, she have a rumble

Got this bitch in the Hoovas, I don't wanna lose her
Ass so fat to measure it, I need a ruler
Got this bad bitch that go to Northridge
She always wear Gucci but she can't afford it

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Take a bitch life, now it's my life
Need a bitch that can fuck, cook, clean right
Turn a bitch out, make her lick twice
Yeah, she eat pussy but she don't fuck dikes

Laid in the middle, two Miller Lites
Straight kill a bitch, pop rocks, little Sprite
Bam bam, little chubby ass, gooey car
Tell the bitch twinkle, twinkle, come meet a star

I don't Odom, no Lamar
Kind of money make her come out her Leotard
I'm in this bitch like my dick hard
And I shuffle money like playing cards, uh

YG tell them bitches wassup, they ready to cut
No, links in my suit, we don't cuff 'em
Straight duck 'em, like Donald, quack, qwock
I don't even know the sound them bitches make 'cause

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Look, I like bitches that's lightskinned
With ah whole a lot of ass and get right with it
Off a pill, I can probably make her like bitches
Lick, lick it, like a lolli till it's like liquid

These hoochies always talking 'bout where my dick is
But if it's not in your mouth then get out my business
A nigga real ratchet, I ain't wifing shit
Known to fuck and cut her off, light switches

Uh, now what I get, money, bitch
You look good but to me you just a bummy bitch
And the funny shit is you know my other bitch
Met me through her on some under cover lover shit

Goddamn, ain't that your home girl
Scandalous bitches, we living in a cold world
That's why I flip 'em, flip 'em like ah zone, girl
And every week I change my number to my phone 'cause

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

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