Rico Love

Rico Love - Main Bitches lyrics

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feat. Plies

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches

Now I be damned if I let you broke bitches try to yap on me with that bug

I entertain that shit for a minute or two but I ain’t feeling the shit that you talk

Now you ain’t paid for these bottles and you ain’t paid to get in

So bitch go ahead with them problems if I end up fucking your friend

Now this my VIP and you’re a guest, hoe and I don’t need that stress, hoe

You got ass and breasts, hoe, but that’s a cheap ass dress, though

Save that from them weak niggas, low self, cheap niggas

Ain’t ‘bout to get your facts straight, I fucks you, I don’t sleep with you

And yeah, I took you shopping ‘cause you was looking all cheap

And I can’t have no raggedy ass bitches hanging with me

‘Cause these hoes be acting up and these niggas be letting them

‘Cause these niggas be suckers, for me I don’t need be sweating

Yeah, them be the main bitches

The ones that don’t got shit

You the main ones talking that shit

Nobody got time for that, bitch

Them be the main bitches

The ones who flexing on hard

‘Cause you ain’t got no grip

‘Cause you ain’t got no car

They be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Lame bitches, turn the lights on

Read my lips, hoe

You ain’t got a pot to piss and who wouldn’t have thought

Neither you, dog, that’s all, all we talk about the naked bitch

The next bitch, well, you ain’t got more than next bitch

And hold your weave like a fucking meth, can tell you did your own shit

And all we talk about them red bottles, bitch, you fuck for them red bottles

And keep sleeping on that blow-up mattress

And bitch, you gonna have to back crawl and keep all that head away

And bitch, you gonna have neck crawling

You done fucked a nigga to have a couple those

But you can never get shit from them

You hoes got a lot of nerve talking slick

Especially when the bitch talking slick ain’t got shit

Yeah, them be the main bitches

The ones that don’t got shit

You the main ones talking that shit

Nobody got time for that, bitch

Them be the main bitches

The ones who flexing on hard

‘Cause you ain’t got no grip

‘Cause you ain’t got no car

They be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Lame bitches, turn the lights on

Your baby daddy ain’t shit

His baby momma ain’t either

Both of y’all like to smoke

But can’t put that on the reefer

On Instagram you be flexing about

You a bad bitch and you is a keeper

Soaking all that fly shit but you lying to all these people

Stop taking pictures, hoe

Stop taking pictures, hoe

Bitch, where your kids at? They never with you, hoe

All in the club getting broke, where’s that gonna get you?

Gonna get you wiped out, won’t make you richer, hoe, hoe

And when you look up in the sky do you see hundreds of dollars?

I know you be like, “I wish I was with that guy but I was a bitch

I should’ve been way more polite”

Now you outside and we inside

And you got nowhere to stay for the night

Nowhere to stay for the night

Now watch me play for that shit

Yeah, them be the main bitches

The ones that don’t got shit

You the main ones talking that shit

Nobody got time for that, bitch

Them be the main bitches

The ones who flexing on hard

‘Cause you ain’t got no grip

‘Cause you ain’t got no car

They be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Yeah, them be the main bitches

Lame bitches, turn the lights on

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