Ben Folds - Bitches Ain't Shit
Intro -
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Get the fuck out after you're done
Then I hops in my ride to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
Tight like a mother fucka with the gangsta beats
And we was ballin on the mother fuckin Compton streets
Peep, the shit got deep and it was on
Number one song after number one song
Long as my mother fuckin pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But she was hanging with the white bitch doing the shit she do
Sucking on his dick just to get a buck or two
And the ends she got didn't meant nothing
And now she's suing cuz the shit she be doing ain't shit
Bitches can't hang with the streets, She found herself short
Now shes taking me to court, that's real conversation for your ass
I once had a bitch named Mandy May
I used to be up in them guts like everyday
The pussy was the the bomb, had a nigga on sprung
I was in love like a mother fucka lickin' the protung
The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggas wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the mother fuckin county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I get's released on a hot sunny day
My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr. Dre
Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got the news
Your girl was trickin while you was draped in your county blues
I ain't been out a second
And already gotta do some mother fuckin chin checkin
Move up the block as we groove down the block
See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock
Kick in the door I look on the floor
(no chord)
It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin my hoe
I uncocked my shit, I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
(no chord)
Man, fuck that bitch
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Get the fuck out after you're done
Then I hops in my ride to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
Tight like a mother fucka with the gangsta beats
And we was ballin on the mother fuckin Compton streets
Peep, the shit got deep and it was on
Number one song after number one song
Long as my mother fuckin pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But she was hanging with the white bitch doing the shit she do
Sucking on his dick just to get a buck or two
And the ends she got didn't meant nothing
And now she's suing cuz the shit she be doing ain't shit
Bitches can't hang with the streets, She found herself short
Now shes taking me to court, that's real conversation for your ass
Bitches can't hang with the streets (x4)