J. COLE - Bitchez lyrics

rate me

Damn we got bitchez and they bring bitchez

F*ck all ya niggas, y’all niggas speechless

Ey!

2 x Hook:

Me and my niggas f*ck all the bitchez

Damn we got bitchez and they bring bitchez

F*ck all ya niggas, y’all niggas speechless

Where did your bitchez go?

[Verse:]

Damn, you niggas so speechless where is the mystery of y’all

How to get to the drawls like boss, why you gotta say bitch when you swear

Bitch I don’t care, damn you niggas so speechless

Swear it’s a mystery to y’all how to get to the drawls

Got a bitch like a diamond, bitch got the floss

See the switch when she, get the bitchez applause,

My bitch call up my bitch, if I won’t fly another .. if I want

Ride through the projects,

If I want type of chick, keep me home but I won’t

Got a room out of town, paying dues, getting high

Till I put the fee flag, but on the moon cutie pies

Say she want a shirt and I had too, that’s cool

She’d be waking up in both mind soon, that’s true nigga

Baby

2 x Hook:

Me and my niggas f*ck all the bitchez

Damn we got bitchez and they bring bitchez

F*ck all ya niggas, y’all niggas speechless

Where did your bitchez go?

[Verse:]

Yeah, city kay, city kay,

Shots to the nigga and I know that we real hoes like Stevie Jay

Going up the hinnie and beyond fade

Damn so we’re higher traded,

Why yall niggas it’s only high dreaded,

Y’all so thirsty and I’m her favourite.

I don’t talk much but I say a lie,

They wanna strove us to the bad, wake up gang, come and take a shot

When it’s .. on the front door working with that like get inside in the purp I’m run

She’s where but that ass roll time

She let the cups I’ma rush, show gun,

And you heard about the bad stroke

I can make your prime time, doing that fro

I got dumb hoes, damn bitches, nice girls, classic women

I’m too official, feels nigga too official

Call a nigga dog, I’m callin’ her on birth,

Talking to the p**sy cattle, .. the gooner.

2 x Hook:

Me and my niggas f*ck all the bitchez

Damn we got bitchez and they bring bitchez

F*ck all ya niggas, y’all niggas speechless

Where did your bitchez go?

They say grief is the price of love, f*ck love

I’m out in DC was the price of love,

I’m tryin get in this something like a virus

Get lucky like I’m Irish,

Born broke I’ma die rich,

Steve Jobs to the projects, big rock till I solve twist

When the beach drop make the drop heat like a T pot

Niggas Steve job on the ..

Once I get the song and nigga guess never been this long

A nigga pass and they win this strong

I’m in the zone, no miss landed, like it’s tend this long,

Open wide get my getters zone,

Young dealers get my minus on

No old dog, more like can, get dough f*ck hoe that’s a for life babe

Old six, I was polled like ring, flow sick and I know like lames

Stop lean bitch.

2 x Hook:

Me and my niggas f*ck all the bitchez

Damn we got bitchez and they bring bitchez

F*ck all ya niggas, y’all niggas speechless

Where did your bitchez go?