Trill Fam

Trill Fam - Materialistic Bitch lyrics

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Its All Because Of This Whip

Its All Because Of These Clothes

You's A Materilalistic Bitch (I Tried To Tell Ya)

You's A Materialistic Hoe (Yea)

A It's All Because Of That Cash

It's All Because Of That Dough

You's A Materialistic Bitch (I Tried To Tell Ya)

You's A Materialistic Hoe (Yea)

Got Nothin But Dick

Im Jus A Squirrel Tryna Catch A Nut

Trickin Dollars On Sluts

I Never Heard Of Such

Hoes Be Trippin

Thinkin Im Finna Spend Sum Money

But Im A Player

Got It From Ms. Sandra And Donnie

Beezy A Soldier

24/7 On The Street

So Aint No Fallin

We Fa A Muthafuckin Freak

Say I Was Strugglin

Wasnt Nobody On Side But U

Would U Be Down To Ride For Me

Like I'll Ride For U

Oh Us A Gold Digger

I Remember When I Was Broke Aint Never Had A Bitch Like U Before

My Game Was Strong But Not That Muhfuckin Strong

Til That Bread Got Long

So Once Again Its On

And They Kno This

Thats Why They Jockin

Tryna Be My Old Lady

So They Could Break My Pockets

But Bitch U Got My Fucked Up

I Drop My Nuts On The Top Of Yo Head

We Could Never Ever Be Together

And Plus Im Knowin That

Its All Because Of My Money

Its All Because Of Dem Hundreds

Its All Because Of My Grill

Its All Because Of This Deal

Dem Hoes Be All On My Watch

Dem Hoes Be All On My Jock

I Think They All Gold Diggers

Finna Be Soon Straight Flippers

Fuck Me U Fuck Wit My Click (3 Deep)

Best Believe

And It Aint Gon Quit (Not Wit Me)

Slutastic Dog Ass Bitch

Without This Guh U Wouldnt B Shit

Walk Around Wit Cha Stupid Ass

U Deserve A Straight Kick In Ya Ass

Matter Fact U Can Pack Yo Bags

Like Webbie I Dont Want Yo Ass No Mo Cuz

These Dog Ass Hoes

Chapped Ass Hoes

Im Bout 2 Picket Bout These Ratchet Ass Hoes

Neisha, Lisa And Theresa

Shell Even Fucked Keisha

Dog I Hit Jalisa In The Bac Of The Fuckin Bleachers

I Guess Thats My Way Of Showin My Ass To My Teachers

Better Find Ya Baby Daddy

Bitch I Cant Feed Ya

U See This New Whip And This Big Grip And Now U Cheesed Up

Phat These Hoes Be Down Bad

Goin All Kinda Crosses And Makin A Nigga Mad

Worryin Bout The Next Bitch

U Gon On That X Bitch

She Suck Dick

For Sum Pills And A New Outfit

I Get The Pussy Then Im Out Bitch

And I Guess Thats Y Them Dog Ass Hoes Call Me That Out Dick

Holla At Me When Im Out Bitch

Make A Pimp Rich

Hit The Strip While Big Daddy Count Chips

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