hook 1 X2
love my niggas, but where's my bitches? (uh)
i love my niggas, but where's my bitches? (uh)
chorus
it's all good, it's alright
fuck all day, fuck all night
call my bitches, cuz whoever i go, y'all my bitches
east to the west coast, all my bitches
yo
chickens is good for pluckin, so i'm stickin bitches, fuckin
got em trickin while they suckin, give em dick and they be buggin
i've done it all, from mackin two hoes on a three-way (uh huh)
Dominican hoes on B-way (uh), country hoes in VA (ooo)
and they all say the same about my game, it's tight
that's why every night, a different group of bitches start a fight
over some dick that, they don't even own (uh huh), all i'm givin em is the bone
blowin up a niggas phone, but ain't nobody home (damn)
i'm in the zone, tryin to do things, which turns into a crew thing
whassup girlfriend, you game?
no wonder why when i leave at night (uh), it's b-cuz i thieve at night (uh)
i'm leavin bitches not breathin right
i fuck they head up with some slick shit, hit em off with some long dick shit
make it some quick shit, but rip shit (woo)
then i'm out, just like the trash on a thursday
knowin she'd be givin up the ass on the first day
chorus X2
flocks of bitches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins
got em doin shit they said they wasn't (uh)
ever gonna do like knowin i fucked the bitch that she was close to (uh huh)
still gave up the ass and doe, she was supposed to (what?)
pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks
videos wit the baddest hoes, suckin dick
it's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong and honies can't help but get strung (uh huh) (why?)
cuz the game is too strong (ok)
i like em greedy, black like Edi (uh)
eyes beady, willin to give to the needy
i done ran through em all, from around the way bitches (uh huh)
to them outta state hoes, and even hittin gay bitches (uh)
all i tell em is, "let me get that," then it's on
knock her motherfuckin boots (uh), and then i'm gone
i got the white bitches sayin, "it's a black thing!"
cuz i leave that hoe wit no doe and plenty of back pain
chorus X2
bitches who give props, cuz they know who can get got
and they can get shot, by the way a niggas hip drop
walk up in the spot, knowin what she want strictly
when hon wants the dickly, hon comes and gets me
hits me, pays me, doesn't get crazy
knows to be swayzee, cuz that's daddy's baby (uh huh)
i keep them hoes in check, like the government
hittin em off with nuttin but the dick, and they lovin it
huggin it, like it's they best friend, cuz it is
word to Miz, fuckin with tricks is just biz
i deal wit strictly dimes, got em committin they first crimes
now she suckin dick, for the first time
and ain't no secret, bout how i freak it, when they sleeped it
never know how i peeped it, then creeped it
that's how i know this must be that shit
i tell them bitches, "i'll be back," and they believe that shit
chorus X4
hook 2 X4
i love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
