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rico love - main bitches lyrics

feat. plies

yeah, them be the main b-tches
yeah, them be the main b-tches
main b-tches, main b-tches, main b-tches

now i be d-mned if i let you broke b-tches try to yap on me with that bug
i entertain that sh-t for a minute or two but i ain’t feeling the sh-t that you talk
now you ain’t paid for these bottles and you ain’t paid to get in
so b-tch go ahead with them problems if i end up f-cking your friend
now this my vip and you’re a guest, hoe and i don’t need that stress, hoe
you got -ss and br–sts, hoe, but that’s a cheap -ss dress, though
save that from them weak n-gg-s, low self, cheap n-gg-s
ain’t ’bout to get your facts straight, i f-cks you, i don’t sleep with you
and yeah, i took you shopping ’cause you was looking all cheap
and i can’t have no raggedy -ss b-tches hanging with me
’cause these hoes be acting up and these n-gg-s be letting them
’cause these n-gg-s be suckers, for me i don’t need be sweating

yeah, them be the main b-tches
the ones that don’t got sh-t
you the main ones talking that sh-t
n-body got time for that, b-tch
them be the main b-tches
the ones who flexing on hard
’cause you ain’t got no grip
’cause you ain’t got no car
they be the main b-tches
yeah, them be the main b-tches
yeah, them be the main b-tches
yeah, them be the main b-tches
lame b-tches, turn the lights on

read my lips, hoe
you ain’t got a pot to p-ss and who wouldn’t have thought
neither you, dog, that’s all, all we talk about the naked b-tch
the next b-tch, well, you ain’t got more than next b-tch
and hold your weave like a f-cking meth, can tell you did your own sh-t
and all we talk about them red bottles, b-tch, you f-ck for them red bottles
and keep sleeping on that blow-up mattress
and b-tch, you gonna have to back crawl and keep all that head away
and b-tch, you gonna have neck crawling
you done f-cked a n-gg- to have a couple those
but you can never get sh-t from them
you hoes got a lot of nerve talking slick
especially when the b-tch talking slick ain’t got sh-t

your baby daddy ain’t sh-t
his baby momma ain’t either
both of y’all like to smoke
but can’t put that on the reefer
on instagram you be flexing about
you a bad b-tch and you is a keeper
soaking all that fly sh-t but you lying to all these people
stop taking pictures, hoe
stop taking pictures, hoe
b-tch, where your kids at? they never with you, hoe
all in the club getting broke, where’s that gonna get you?
gonna get you wiped out, won’t make you richer, hoe, hoe
and when you look up in the sky do you see hundreds of dollars?
i know you be like, ‘i wish i was with that guy but i was a b-tch
i should’ve been way more polite’
now you outside and we inside
and you got nowhere to stay for the night
nowhere to stay for the night
now watch me play for that sh-t

- rico love lyrics

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