v-nasty - bitch anthem lyrics
[intro]
b-tch. b-tch. b-tch. b-tch
you a b-tch. you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch
take me out, b-tch. yeah, you a b-tch. yeah, you a b-tch. yeah, you a b-tch
b-tch. b-tch. yeah, you a b-tch. yeah, you a b-tch. yeah, you a b-tch
[verse 1]
you could make me rich. you could be my b-tch
your mami is a b-tch. your doorman is a b-tch
man, i’m so through. i’m through with the sh-t
man, you old b-tch. can you come be my b-tch?
can you get me dome?
can you get me wrist?
can you see me on tv, b-tch, flying sh-t?
g5 high, and i don’t give a f-ck
man you could be my b-tch. yeah, bust a nut, b-tch
[bridge]
b-tch, you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch
your daddy is a b-tch. your brother is a b-tch. under all them b-tch. i’m under all them b-tch
[verse 2]
can you see me? can you see me, b-tch? i’m higher than the sky
i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch, you can look up in my eyes
you a b-tch. you a b-tch. you might hear a surprise
i don’t really give a f-ck, b-tch
higher than the sea. lower than the sea. b-tch you never see me
i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch, you could never be me
[bridge]
b-tch, you a b-tch, you a dirty -ss b-tch
i don’t really give a f-ck, i’m from the ’30 you b-tch. i’m from the ’30 you b-tch
b-tch, you a nerdy b-tch. you a nerdy -ss b-tch, b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch
[verse 3]
kreayshawn ain’t no b-tch, you’re a b-tch. jordan ain’t a b-tch, you’re a b-tch
you’re mama b-tch. we tie up b-tches. no we not b-tch
we sittin’ on sixes. i’m gettin’ digits
my b-tch’s midgets. my b-tch’s midgets. they gettin’ my pockets bigger
i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch i’m a winner. all you is, is a b-tch
you a b-tch. you a b-tch. you a b-tch. you a b-tch
you and your clique is a b-tch. you and your partners, y’all all b-tches. y’all b-tches, b-tch
b-tch, send me dough. western union, that sh-t ho
b-tch, you a b-tch. you b-tch. b-tch. you a b-tch
b-tch, you’re a b-tch. b-tch, you’re a b-tch
i love to see me on tv, b-tch i’m rich
b-tch. b-tch
[verse 4]
b-tch, you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch
you can’t hang me, b-tch, you is a b-tch
unless you give me dough, unless you give me dollars
i don’t a f-ck. d-mn b-tch, you can’t holler
i don’t really care, cause i gotta lot of choppers. pull it all on a b-tch, b-tch i’ll drop ‘ya
i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch. yeah, i’ll really slap a ho
i don’t give a f-ck, doing sh-t you never seen before
[outro]
b-tch, you a b-tch. b-tch, you a b-tch
i smell pork, and put it all on a b-tch
like an ash tray, you know where i stay. on ’30 there, baby with the ak
n-gga talkin’ sh-t, and you know where i be at
n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck, man i’ll make your mind flap
b-tch, you a b-tch. and your mami is a ho, too. seen her on e before
n-gga, do what i do
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