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[Hook: Nate Dogg Sample]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks

B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks

[Verse 1: YG]
Aye... uh
Got this b*tch named Tar, She let me f*ck her in the car
Like Kim Kardashian, she wanna be a star
Got this b*tch named Britanny, With Big a*s ti*ties
But b*tches ain't sh*t, cause B*tches act Mickey (ughhhhh)

Got a main b*tch, but I don't need her
Every time we fuck, I gotta pop a bean first
Hit the purp, then eat that pu*sy for dessert
It gets worse, just watch when she squirt

I got this b*tch who act Sadity
She live in the cities
Every time she hear I got a new b*tch, She says she miss me
I'm a thug, Got this thug b*tch she stay up in the Jungles

Every time we go to Crenshaw Mall, she have a Rumble
Got this b*tch in the Hoovas, I don't wanna losaaa
A*s so fat to measure it, I need a rulaaa
Got this Bad B*tch, that go to North-ridge
She always wear Gucci, but she can't afford it

[Hook]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks

B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Take a b*tch life, Now it's my life
Need a b*tch that can F*ck, Cook, Clean, right
Turn a b*tch out, make her lick twice
Yeah she eat pu*sy, but she don't f*ck dikes

Laid in the middlsse, two Miller Lites
Straight kill a b*tch, psop rocks little sprite
Bam bam little chubby a*s goey car
Tell the b*tch twinkle twinkles come meet a star

I don't Odom, no Lamar
Kind of money make her come out her Leotard
I'm in this b*tch, like my d*ck hard
And I shuffle money, Like playing cards

Uhs YG tell them b*tches what's up, they ready to cut no
Links in my suit, we don't cuff em
Straight duck em, Like Donald
Quack Qwak
I don't even know the sound them b*tches make cause...

[Hook:]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks

B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks


[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, I like b*tches, that's lightskinned-ed
With a whole a lot of a*s, and get right with it
Off a pill, I can probably make her like b*tches
Lick Lick it, like a lolli till it's like liquid

These hoochies always talking bout, wher my d*ck is
But if it's not in your mouth, then get out my business
A nig*a real ratchet, I ain't wifing sh*t
Known to f*ck and cut her off, Light switches

Uh, Now What I get? Money b*tch
You look good, but to me you just a bummy b*tch
And the funny sh*t is, you know my other b*tch
Met me through her, on some under cover lover sh*t

Got damn, ain't that your homegirl?
Scandalous b*tches, we living in a cold world
That's why I flip em, flip em like ah zone girl
And every week I change my number to my phone cause...

[Hook]
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks
B*tches ain't sh*t, but hoes and tricks