Trinidad James - Bitch Please lyrics

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Feat. Scotty ATL, Goldyard & 2$ Fabo

(Intro x3)

Y'all niggas ain't shit

(Hook x3)

I said come on, mane, please

Y'all niggas ain't shit (bitch, please!)

(Verse)

Come on, man, please, y'all niggas is worst than these hoes

He ain't got a real bone in yo back

Instead he there lyin' these hoes

He ain't neva saw work on a corner

He ain't neva had a rouch crout

You ? you ain't neva had a struggle

He ain't neva made a bad bitch crout

Pull up in the front, when they can see me,

You got the point out with the prove,

See these pussies for a minute, I will come up in niggas

I like pussy when it comin' up, good thing comin' up

I'mma tear a fuckin' someone up, believe me

Run the rap game like dope with the bed piled up

And the scream like the motherfucker doubled up

Grind all night while the sun is up

Game ico, better bundle up

(Hook x5)

I said come on, mane, please

Y'all niggas ain't shit (bitch, please!)

(Verse)

Psychedelic, walkin' like the ghost of Elvis when a thot gon' have me on a hologram

Cram holidays in a rocket, higher than the law

Then we mobbin' with the squad, tears on the block

Indoor, you know a nigga comin' wit the far

Couple down bitches that'll fuck

To the bitch niggas two middle fingers up

Three of us, dangerous, four five, hit 'em up

(Verse)

East side bitch, you can tell that she Einstein

Even legends gotta rethink they grind time

Lesser arm is a lesser mind

Killin' shit hoe, but it's a petty crime

Weed got me chilling in these bars that I'm locked behind

Him and I, Aquemini

But a mufucka still be walking around like Jebidi

Neck real chunky, all gold like it's '89

(Hook x5)

I said come on, mane, please

Y'all niggas ain't shit (bitch, please!)

(Verse)

Now put yo hands in the air if you ain't eva satisfied wit ya pocket

Where the niggas wit the shootaz on go,

What it is, they hit it, only one can stop you?

Head from the biddie, get straight to the party

Tell 'em I'dda rip, go pay for that buzznick

Nigga motivate another motherfucker

Fuck, nigga, entitled Jet Li

Fuck, shit, the niggas ain't shit

All wings on another nigga bitch

All in the club, facin' wit yo ball pen

Y'all niggas ain't neva been rich

Kn0ow how to turn a nigga into a brick

I turn the 3-5 of 'em, till a cousin had a pound

Make money yo, with every bangin' hip

(Hook x5)

I said come on, mane, please

Y'all niggas ain't shit (bitch, please!)