My Bitches
• Written by Anonymous
My bitches think there tight
When they fly like a kite
Yeah they treat me like a pimp
And play all night
You wanna talk
While i recite
Just look to the left and turn off the light "Yeah"
I rock shit like i'm doing dishes
I ain't rapin for the fame
Yeah I'm in it for the riches
I do like bitches
But most are snitches
I'll tell who it is
If you fill up the pitchers "Yeah"
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