letra de all my bitches - premo rice
[verse 1: premo rice]
pull up on your block, i bet your b-tch want me
i grab a zip and roll a spliff up of some og weed
my game spectacular, i’m taxin’ up a hoe, ooo wee
i just be maxin’ her, relaxin’, tryna stay lowkey
don’t walk up to me tryna cool it, you ain’t my homie
i hit the scenes, i’m lookin’ meaner with some dope cooley
your b-tch be cruisin’ for the choosin’, uncle sam, that’s me
don’t give a d-mn about your man, b-tch, i am tryin’ to cheese
i keep my mackin’ up, never slackin’ up
b-tches act, they get to packin’ up, yeah, i’m dapper up
coogi sauce, my dough be stackin’ up, stock is goin’ up
let me know, b-tch, is you dope or what? you can roll with us
let me shout out all my pretty b-tches, my pg b-tches
all the way out to d.c. b-tches, them geechee b-tches
lay it down, p-ssy-poppin’ b-tches, them thottin’ b-tches
booties droppin’, keep it rockin’ b-tches
back-out-the-eye[?] got plottin’ b-tches, all b-tches
[chorus: premo rice]
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
or your hoe will get slayed
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
or your hoe will get slayed
[verse 2: king joe]
welcome to the crib, baby, wipe your feet off
shawty give that brain that you could cheat off
tiana from north atlanta, if i could recall
f-cked so good, she wanna cuff me, that’s that steven seagal
i just grabbed my coat, hoe, i gotta go
i’m a walkin’ pile of gold, hoe, you gotta know
this for my n-ggas in a maybach, shout my n-gga toe[?]
and them b-tches at our shows, wipin’ bl–dy nose
aye, i call it how i see it
everything in front of us, and we about to reach it
you watchin’ while we feastin’, i want a continental, but
prem- want the lincoln, we gon’ hop up out, i’m reekin’
that’s just how it go, every day the weekend
aye, your b-tch – she be geekin’
[chorus: premo rice]
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
or your hoe will get slayed
don’t ever leave your b-tch ‘round me, ‘cause i’m that n-gga
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