The Game - Bitch You Ain't Shit lyrics

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(Verse)

I got these freak hoers clappin' their hands, stompin' their feet

Every now and then they put their mouth on me

But these days a G like me can't even call it

They ride dick untill you sleep and then go throw your wallet

Fake ass, bitch ass, thot ass, slut ass hoes

Workin' in secret Sunday, don't even wipe that pole

Dirty bitch, you done had a dick in every one of your holes

You a trick, you ain't shit and everybody knows

Bitch you don't even wash your rag

Let a nigga smash and you don't even wash your ass

Fuck you mean? You about to go home and take a shower

That mean that pussy about to be funky for a whole another hour

Every night you let a new nigga nut in your shit

How you suck a nigga's dick with that cut on your lip?

You freak bitch, your baby daddy in the county doin' burpies

And you gave that nigga herpies

(Hook)

Bitch you ain't shit, bitch you ain't shit x 2

Everybody knows

Bitch you ain't shit, bitch you ain't shit x 2

Everybody knows x 2

Bitch you ain't shit

Everybody knows x 2

Bitch you ain't shit

(Verse)

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and sluts

She asked to hold 500, I let her hold deez nuts

Bitch what? You fuckin' niggas when you got cramps

Talkin' bout eatin' groceries, bitch you on food stamps

You gotta watch these hoers, they get your ass splattered homie

Never trust a bitch if she got the hood tattered on her

Brother ,he a gunner, got an uncle from the hunters

Two baby daddies, one from the sixty’s and one from the Jumpers

Make it even worse, her whole family's full of killers

After the funeral she right back to the followers and filters

She got a Range and a Benz

Doin' credit card schemes with her ratchet ass friends

Bitch just stole a TV from Target

Yellin' at her kids while Joseline and Stevie be arguin'

She blocked from Drizzy's page now she all on my dick

I hit her with a hashtag like (Bitch you ain't shit)

(Hook)