
letra de bad bitches only - itsmanman
[intro: itsmanman]
yeah, come on
n-gga, i’m the hardest youngin out, n-gga
yeah
[verse 1: itsmanman & brooklyn queen]
f-ck her back to back just like the p-ssy got me fiendin’
the white hoes wanna f-ck me, almost look like justin bieber
they know i’m heavensent, but i’m still comfy with the demons
baby got a bobcat, the p-ssy bald, it look like jeezy
i’m a f-ckin’ goat, i just ain’t get my h-rns yet
you don’t pay what you owe, we sittin’ on your doorstep
it take money for the war, you broke, you can’t afford that
i’m showin’ for a ghost, don’t want no f-ckin’ corvette
she said, “don’t bring my homies, guess what? i brought ’em all”
she wanna eat some food, i fed her coney and some b-lls
told her i can never change, b-tch, i’m a dog
that n-gga broke, still wrap his ass up, i brought the gauze
f-ck a valentine, this mardi graz pull out them titties
he always with the guys, man, i don’t know, he might be diddy
zack and cody, wave the wands around, i work for disney
for that macaroni, hit a n-gga bean, i need my chili
f-ck a weak b-tch, we want bad b-tches only
her n-gga always workin’, she gon’ call me when she lonely
i like ’em rich, don’t want a broke b-tch, i don’t condone it
that’s not a bbl and i can tell by how she throw it
f-ck a weak b-tch, we want bad b-tches only
f-ck a weak b-tch, we want bad b-tches only
f-ck a weak b-tch, we want bad b-tches only (queen)
f-ck a weak b-tch, we want bad b-tches only (look)
[verse 2: brooklyn queen]
this is not a bbl, he can tell by how i throw it
miami, grab a jetski, f-ck me far out in the ocean
i talk down to no n-gga, like to keep my options open
b-tch, i’m a perc 30, you bum b-tches i be pokin’ (d-mn, b-tch)
b-tches be like, “slime me out” (uh-uh)
naw, n-gga, put some money in my account
then i hop up on a jet, see what that sh-t talkin’ ’bout
then i put it in your face, put me all up in your mouth, uh
slurp, slurp, b-tch, like you surfin’
i want a bag and i need it in a hurry (i need it now)
he like, “you nasty”, i like it dirty
you a kid, don’t f-ck with n-ggas under thirty
f-ck a weak n-gga, i want rich n-ggas only
f-ck a weak n-gga, i want rich n-ggas only
f-ck a weak n-gga, i want rich n-ggas only
if you spend that money on me, i’ma ride him like a pony, b-tch
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