Oh my God, where you taking me? I hope there’s bitches
Please let there be bitches
Wherever I am going just let there be bitches
I want more bitches than this, please
Let this be a sick dream
If there’s no bitches here I don't wanna be here
Get me away from this, let me, wake me up
Fuck, I hope I wake up, this is horrible
Where’s the bitches?

I fucked a lot of hoes 
I fucked a rich hoe 

Call me Klay Thompson ‘cause I won't save a bitch 
If Clay won't save, then I won't save
Aston Martin, bitch, get my coat and my money 
Bitch, get my goddamn coat out the front 
I’m fucking hoes and then I thank the Bass God 
Caught me in my shumper, fucked her in a Hummer 
I flex, baby, key bitch give my fucking money 
Old school plaer, ain't a damn thing funny, bitch

Uh, you remember back in my day when they didn't have any bitches?
What?
You aren't gonna fuck anymore bitches, Lil B, we're gonna lock you up and throw away the key
And we don't want you fuck any bitches
No!

I fucked a lot of hoes 
I fucked a rich hoe

Punk ass bitch gonna tell me how it go
Call me Bass God, bitch, I look like the Pope 
I got ten bitches and they call me Bill O'Reilly 
I look like Madonna, bitch, I'm a farmer
I'll pick your cotton, bitch, but don't call me a farmer 
Call me a genius
I'll fuck you and I'll leave you
I got ten bitches and they look like Serena 
They might play tennis
I’mma fuck the witness
Your bitch on my dick and I told her, "Pay attention" 

I fucked a lot of hoes 
I fucked a rich hoe