Where my bitches at?
  Where is all my bitches at?
  This motherfucker right here,
  This for all ya'll motherfuckers
  You a bitch, you a bitch, i'm a bitch,
  We all bitches,
  In this motherfucking game
  Just be a bad bitch,
  When you be a bitch
  
  [Verse 1]
  I wakes up from dreaming of money,
  To thinking of money
  On a daily basis,
  Make sure the money
  Make the way to the safe
  Put your bet's on the "b" to the "ra"
  From the west side of chi' "t",
  Niggers want to ride with me
  Cause i'm the live-est,
  Get high with me
  Cause i'm fly
  Obsessed with me
  Cause i'm shy
  No matter which whip i pick,
  And butt-kick your little buckets
  And leave your face with a disgusted look
  As you bite the dust
  I get them big things
  This is hard shit, head bob,
  Breakin your neck,
  Raw shit
  My bitches keep hollin'
  "dollas"
  "til'god"
  Call us
  And it don't quit
  Till the earth split
  This bitch
  A baller wit' it
  In a black jag,
  It's a fact that,
  Brat the first solo
  To go platt,
  And if it sound like i'm braggin,'
  I am, cause i'm proud of myself,
  Pat a bitch on the back,
  Damn...straight to the bank i go
  Created a game plan
  That ya'll follow
  Switch four in the diablo
  Vacationin' morocco
  Keep chasin' the papers faithfully
  And cause i get it
  Niggas permanently hatin' me
  Fuckem'
  I'm talkin' to...
  
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  All my bitches
  That live the hood life,
  Good life,
  My bitches
  That don't need
  A nigger for shit
  Bitches wit a
  Game plan,
  Rockin'
  Name brand,
  I dedicates this one to you
  I'm talkin' too...
  All my bitches
  That live the hood life,
  Good life,
  My bitches
  That don't need
  A nigger for shit,
  Bitches,
  Niggas gotta holla at
  Screamin
  "where them dollars at"
  I dedicates this one to you...
  
  [Verse 2]
  From the start i was in a hurry to crawl,
  And walk slap niggas before i could hardly talk.
  Now i gottem'on they knees screamin'
  That's what the fuck i thought
  No matter how i part the braids
  Hear ya'll chatter when i rock it straight.
  I'ma bad bitch even when the style flipped
  I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts
  Too much for one nigger to count
  You must not know how a so so def hoe bounce
  To bust open another niggas accounts and be out
  To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm
  Made a motherfucker pay for the rims
  I fucked his friend but it's all good
  He understood the way i live my life, my life
  That i can't depend on nobody
  For me to survive and stay high.
  Where all my bitches at? Girls
  Make 'em love to hate us
  And whether you classy to dick suckin'
  Or a trashy bitch get your papers
  I gotta eat throw these bows
  Silently creep on these hoes
  That's robbin' my flows you impostors to me
  Prophets is all i see i ain't got time for beef,
  So i rhyme for cheese financially stable,
  Tryin' to make g's and i'm talkin' to
  
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  [Verse 3]
  And since i cover the mortgage,
  The car note, the porsche, and the condo
  We still smokin'
  Dollar signs are all i see excuse me,
  I got to cut the line leave you niggas behind
  For the third time and shine on purpose
  Blind'em every time i surface
  If an aries hurt you you must deserve it
  Every bit of a dime is worth it,
  Keep on swerving not perfect
  But striving for that working with diamonds,
  And flirting with the finest cats,
  Desert the broke niggas that still live
  With their momma's at
  Provoke most to wanna wine a dine brat,
  Cause i'm dope from coast to coast
  Guarantee to fall in love with me
  After just one toast,
  Smoke weed that'll make you say,
  I ain't never getting' high again
  Niggas always wanna see what i'm riding in
  So i slide in the benz outfit match
  From head to tims
  Rims you aint seen before fein for doe,
  Screamin' cream for mo and mo,
  Reap the benefits if it's free shit,
  I take gifts in all shapes and sizes
  And diamonds is my favorite wish,
  Picture me rich a genious,
  When it comes to me collecting these chips,
  And this to...
  
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