Bitches Till I Die Lyrics

Yeah nigga, money, money, hoes, cars, clothes, we coming from the basedworld paradise, space station, f*cking a lot, a lot

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Imma f*ck bitches till the day I die
I be pulling ho', bruh that ain't no lie
Imma f*ck bitches till the day I die
I be pulling ho', bruh that ain't no lie

Bitch choose up that's suicide
Funking with the mack bitch that ain't no lie
I be pullin hoes like a Basedgod
Surprised my bitch with flowers, now she won't stop
I sent my bitches flowers and a kiss
I f*cked my bitches mouth for the clit
Surprised my bitch with flowers I'm the shit
A bouquet full of roses on my wrist
Lil B got a bag full of tater-thots
Eat my bitches up like tater-tots
Cashing bitches out for the one time
Cashing hoes out and I won't stop
Penthouse still cashing hoes out
Paying bitch rent f*ck a ho mouth
Cashing hoes out, bitch f*ck a drought
F*ck child support, I'm cashing hoes out

[Chorus]

Why you niggas putting tags on yo beats
I don't want to hear that shit, I'm tryna speak
You niggas tryna promo off me?
I f*ck yo bitch tonight and that's for free
I f*ck your bitch, no royalties
I f*ck your bitch and ask her what's the fee
Thirty grand bitch I'm flexin cheese
Fifty stacks of [?] european
I'm flexin Tony Parker when you see him
Tony Parker flex with the BM
F*ck Kevin Durant, I'm talking billions
I'm tryna ball out like the contract
Flex tiny shorts, flexing hoes tonight (OK)
Call me Chris Benoit cause I throw it (Le' go)
Woo Woo, le'go
R.I.P Chris Benoit I still go in

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