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villabanks - bitches lyrics

[testo di “b+tches”]

[intro]
(yeah)
(eh, h+llo mami)
b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches
b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches
ayo, g
yeah

[strofa 1]
my fans, they ride or die
she hopped in the van, so she can ride my d+ck all night
that p+ssy thight, turn it inside out
i just might, i despise broke boys tryna tell me how to live my life
game’s finished, all the kids who want a do over
and i used to think that way too until i grew older
new range rover, gold chain, you want ’em bad
don’t get mad, name your game, get your bag
bed sheets i be f+ckin’ these bithces and they be dolce
she been messin’ sh+t up all night like it’s okay
gold flakes rain on her when she walks through the doorway
roses in the bathtub, same one where she spilled the rosé
ah, smoking on resin
lookin’ for reasons, why they find me so offensive?
why they gettin’ so obsessive?
it’s peanuts to me whatever they spendin’
i gave ’em p+n+s ’cause that’s what they’ve been demandin’
[ritornello]
(b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
oh+oh, i see you upside+down (on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
with your legs in the air, in the air, yeah (b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
(b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
oh+oh, upside+down with your legs in the air, in the air (b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)

[strofa 2]
yeah, you know i never back down, alright now
she wanted me to f+ck her upside down
bad b+tch from chi+town naked, no nightgown
we went ’bout five rounds until she tapped out
we had a wild time
d+mn, don’t know ’bout you, but i’m ’bout mine
allergic to the bullsh+t (allergic to the bullsh+t, bullsh+t)
i go a+tchou, i don’t like lies
(b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
oh, and i got b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches
(b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
oh, and i got b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches

[ritornello]
(b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
oh+oh, i see you upside+down (on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
with your legs in the air, in the air, yeah (b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
(b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
oh+oh, upside+down with your legs in the air, in the air (b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches on b+tches)
[outro]
yeah
i can’t seem to find them, just like the other song’ ’bout you in my finder
and i don’t want nothing binding
just sip a drink, get behind her
i’ve been stuck in the limelight
you and me, let’s go hide in the shower, have s+x for hours

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