
itsmanman - bad bitches only lyrics
[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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