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bitches ain`t shit - lady b (tn) lyrics

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[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
the pimpin’ that i spit, breaks tricks, i’m a player fool
plenty of stout b*tches on the track, where my shawty cruise
checkin’ out my trap, meanin’ hoes, droppin’ cheese off
then i hit the crackhouse, shakin’ them crooks knockin’ d*mn fools socks off
livin’ up to my style, matter of fact i’m walkin’ with this dice cane
quick to smack a b*tch, don’t short my dollars, ’cause i’m cuttin’ your game
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night and noon, i stack
hit lil’ dirt with ounces, bouncin fat, my n*ggas sweatin’ the track
only bonin’, conin’ on these suckers with some dollar signs
n*ggas talk ’bout get ’em some, busters f*ck off with your kind
mr. skinny pimp, hit and vamp
on a sl*t, smack her b*tt, bust a nut, then i get back like a karate champ
smokin’ out the hay by day, i lay back chiefin’ sensi pure
plant smellin’ breath, harold melvin in my pioneer
i’m tryna have some, i can’t be skeezed by you f*ckin’ g’s
pimpin’ so strong, ’cause i’m clockin’ cheese with ease, players breakin’ knees

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[verse 2: lady b]
here’s a freaky ass n*gga, watch how me, lady b, don’t play
this n*gga at the hotel make him l!ck my pearly mae
i know he with that sh*t, you see he right here by my navel
i got this n*gga smellin’ like a p*ssy ass flavour
is it time to check his pants pocket for his wallet?
i put ’em right to sleep and i got drops for his water
this n*gga is more like a b*tch, for lettin’ me take all his sh*t
this n*gga will always like do what i tell him, no matter whatever i get
now lady b, know the game of a lame buster
why so many hoes broke? ’cause they be f*ckin without the rubber
do you know how to charge?
a n*gga that’ll handle, his women, he smack and jack her with a hammer
she called the f*ckin’ five*0, but they didn’t really do sh*t
’cause she won’t press charges on that holyfield son of a b*tch
you better get like me, and stay about your cheese
’cause some of these lemons gonna pay y’all g’s

[chorus: ? & kingpin skinny pimp]
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