Bitches
(Yeah)
(Eh, hello mami)
Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
On bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
On bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
Yeah
My fans, they ride or die
She hopped in the van, so she can ride my dick all night
That pussy thight, turn it inside out
I just might, I despise broke boys tryna tell me how to live my life
Game's finished, all the kids who want a do over
And I used to think that way too until I grew older
New Range Rover, gold chain, you want 'em bad
Don't get mad, name your game, get your bag
Bed sheets I be fuckin' these bithces and they be dolce
She been messin' shit up all night like it's okay
Gold flakes rain on her when she walks through the doorway
Roses in the bathtub, same one where she spilled the rosé
Ah, smoking on resin
Lookin' for reasons, why they find me so offensive?
Why they gettin' so obsessive?
It's peanuts to me whatever they spendin'
I gave 'em penis 'cause that's what they've been demandin'
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, I see you upside-down (on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
With your legs in the air, in the air, yeah (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, upside-down with your legs in the air, in the air (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Yeah, you know I never back down, alright now
She wanted me to fuck her upside down
Bad bitch from Chi-town naked, no nightgown
We went 'bout five rounds until she tapped out
We had a wild time
Damn, don't know 'bout you, but I'm 'bout mine
Allergic to the bullshit (allergic to the bullshit, bullshit)
I go a-tchou, I don't like lies
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh, and I got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh, and I got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, I see you upside-down (on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
With your legs in the air, in the air, yeah (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, upside-down with your legs in the air, in the air (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Yeah
I can't seem to find them, just like the other song' 'bout you in my finder
And I don't want nothing binding
Just sip a drink, get behind her
I've been stuck in the limelight
You and me, let's go hide in the shower, have sex for hours
(Eh, hello mami)
Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
On bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
On bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
Yeah
My fans, they ride or die
She hopped in the van, so she can ride my dick all night
That pussy thight, turn it inside out
I just might, I despise broke boys tryna tell me how to live my life
Game's finished, all the kids who want a do over
And I used to think that way too until I grew older
New Range Rover, gold chain, you want 'em bad
Don't get mad, name your game, get your bag
Bed sheets I be fuckin' these bithces and they be dolce
She been messin' shit up all night like it's okay
Gold flakes rain on her when she walks through the doorway
Roses in the bathtub, same one where she spilled the rosé
Ah, smoking on resin
Lookin' for reasons, why they find me so offensive?
Why they gettin' so obsessive?
It's peanuts to me whatever they spendin'
I gave 'em penis 'cause that's what they've been demandin'
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, I see you upside-down (on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
With your legs in the air, in the air, yeah (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, upside-down with your legs in the air, in the air (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Yeah, you know I never back down, alright now
She wanted me to fuck her upside down
Bad bitch from Chi-town naked, no nightgown
We went 'bout five rounds until she tapped out
We had a wild time
Damn, don't know 'bout you, but I'm 'bout mine
Allergic to the bullshit (allergic to the bullshit, bullshit)
I go a-tchou, I don't like lies
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh, and I got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh, and I got bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, I see you upside-down (on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
With your legs in the air, in the air, yeah (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Oh-oh, upside-down with your legs in the air, in the air (bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches)
Yeah
I can't seem to find them, just like the other song' 'bout you in my finder
And I don't want nothing binding
Just sip a drink, get behind her
I've been stuck in the limelight
You and me, let's go hide in the shower, have sex for hours
Credits
Writer(s): Igor Traxler Vieri, Achille Giordano, Enrico Battiato
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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