50 lyrics for "Niggas, bitches (bitches)"

You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your Make money, take money! Why you trickin on them other hoes? Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends Let's be friends (where my niggas at, where my bitches at?) Where my people
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I know it's corny bitches you wish you could unfollow I know it's corny niggas you wish you could unswallow I found you, somewhere out You too wild, you too wild Right now, right now I was lost and beat up We surrounded by the fuckin' wolves" Lost out,
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This for killers only, yeah this for the homies Drug dealers only, yeah this members only Trap niggas only, yeah rich niggas only Bad bitches only, yeah this for the homies Bad bitches only, yeah this for the homies (go) Honorable C-Note Fresher than a
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This is the life, bitches and Nikes Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury And all the bad bitches fuck with me And them pussy-ass niggas don't want none of me Sports cars in the front yard Dream big and we live large Listenin' to Cameo, smokin' on the
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Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say) I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break) Freaky bitches love the money I make And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay So let that shit burn Let that shit burn I'mma let that shit
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I wake up and roll some dank up with my niggas I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches I got dressed, I mixed the Tisa with Versace I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie When I'm in
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Welcome to the frat house I'ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it's a crack house I got a house full of bitchesbitches, niggas, it is going down Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills I’ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a
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