Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan - Bitches lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

My car goes faster than yours lil' nigga damn right I know it

My bitch she badder than yours hell yea yea young nigga I know it

My clique gon' fuck, she fuck ya up, yeah nigga I know it

Yo baby mama bought to get fucked by me, my nigga I know it

But I like bitches (bitches), bitches

Bitches, bitches woah ah bitches (bitches)

Bitches, bitches woah ah bitches (bitches)

Oh what ya like? (Bitches)

I like, I fuck (bitches)

I can't trust these (bitches)

(Verse: Young Thug)

Bitches ass hoes

Everythang a nigga say should be quoted

Get between the lines like a Roly Poly

Tommy corner try to get cream like emoji

(Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan)

Got a hunnid thou in the top room, nigga I ain't playin' bout money

My nigga I'm on, say ya want a feature, where's yo bread?!

Payin' bitch stuff, can't stuff it

MC Hammer can't touch 'em (can't touch 'em) (can't touch 'em)

Catch a nigga sleeping in the porta-potty pen

Run up on 'em then buss 'em

But I ain't tryna get in no trouble, ya can ask Thugga

(Verse 3: Young Thug)

I ain't worry bout nothin', I ain't worry bout jack

Got a hunnid bloods with me, all them screaming 'Ratta tat tat'

Hangin' by longer than the lap, young stone, white nigga, why is that?

Three hoes called me Quint Eals, on the way to heaven to raise hell

(Hook)

(Verse 4: Rich Homie Quan)

Lame ass niggas (lame-o's)

Tryna act cool, it's a shame on these niggas

Rolly on, homie, times two

Nutter to the level, young bitch

Shitter like it's straight, hit her left to the bitch

You took her on a date but I left with this bitch

Cook it in your face like a chef in this bitch, yea chef in this bitch

(Verse 5: Young Thug)

Cook it, lil b voice, took it, d bwo boy

Pussy niggas see me more

I got birds like D More

I got yo main bitch and she fist on my wheel like a carpenter

Eat a bitch, start trippin' under white house with an iPhone

Yeah, I'm blacking her

Hunnid five thous' yeah five thous' nig cream

Spend 50 hunnid thou' on bars, but I still came slim

I said she luv me, I luv her, I call her bae

Feel like money need came full, nigga, I feel like aye yay

(Hook)

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