evening sniffing pots of glue I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh the bitch is back Stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch `Cause I'm
correct And niggas give me the utmost due respect And any hag that try to last 'll cold get smoked like marihuana cause her ass is grass I dig ditches for you bitches
types of shelter to helter skelter Nobody's around here to help ya [Shante] Up in flames the brainstorm rain drains your veins The only remains is rains
bitch somewhere out in Long Island Next time she'll act decent And her moms won't have to come and get her ass from a precint Remember Shante told you Drugs is
pots of glue I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh the bitch is back Stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch `Cause I'm better than you
hardest [Verse 1] If niggas so hot, why they aint got what i got My Maybach, my watch, my Hublot My fat knots, my swag is top notch My crack spots bring
walls, pictures of Boston Georgia Bitches snortin' blow, f-ckin fast and cookin' dope Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller [?] My new bitches must menage I'm a G [Chorus] All I know is
not too late The last thing I wanna hear is too late Tell me is it too late for me to try and change the world Is it too late to say I wanna change girls Is
Drake - Verse 1] Cups of the Rose Bitches in my old phone I should call one and go home I've been in this club too long The woman that I would try Is
, baby I'm a free bitch I'm a free bitch Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track She won't walk away, but she won't look back She looks good,
fill, '87 and the top peel back Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Yeah, yeah, uh huh, you know what it is You already know what it is, man And if you
pillow is where your head'll lie Permanently, bitch, it's beddy bye This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die My head is swolle', my confidence is up This stage is
I stayed Thankful all the way, this is how I fucking get repaid? Look at how I dress, fucking baggy sweats, go to work a mess Always in a rush to get back
I.P., hear that loud tack See, it's me and Chris in here, so you know it's real thick in here Better get yo girl 'cause yo bitch is in here Tryin' to
AK and gut these niggas Yeah, and fuck these bitches I swear I care about everything b-but these bitches I-I don't care, I, so what? These bitches And
you more Let's play the blame game for sure Let's call out names, names, I hate you more Let's call out names, names, for sure I'll call you bitch for
the bottom of the ant pile. Weezy! (Chorus) (Verse 2) My grill is gangsta, my aim is money The championship is beautiful but the game is ugly They say feed the hungry, but these bitches is