Ben Folds - Bitches Ain't Shit lyrics

Bitches ain't shit Bitches ain't shit Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and suck the dick Just get the fuck out after you're done And 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 Tighter than our mutha fuckin gangster beats And we was ballin on the mutha fuckin Compton streets We peep that chick out deep and it was on Number one song after number one song As long as my mutha fuckin pockets was fat Didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at If she was hangin with the white bitch doin the shit she do Suckin on his dick just to get a buck or two And in the end she got mad enough And now she be suin' 'cause the shit she be doin ain't shit Bitches can't hang with the streets She found herself short Now she's takin me to court That's real conversation for your ass I used to have a bitch named Annie-May Used to be up in them guts like everyday The pussy was the bomb Had a nigga um, sprung I was in love like a mutha fucka lickin the The homies used to tell me that she was no good But the Maniac in Black Mr. Snoopy would So I figured niggas wouldn't trip with mine Guess what got gathered by one time I'm back in the mutha fuckin county jail 6 months on my chest now it's time to bail I gets released on a hot sunny day My nigga d-o-c and my homie dr. dre Scooped in the coupe Snoop we got the news Your girl was prickin while you stringed in the county blues Only out for a second and already I gotta do some mutha fuckin jam checkin Moved up the block as we creeped down the block I see my girls house Dre, pass the crock Creep in the do (door) And I look on the flo It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin my hoe I uncock my shit im heartbroken But im still lubed Man fuck that bitch Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and suck the dick Just get the fuck out after you're done And 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 Tighter than our mutha fuckin gangster beats And we was ballin on the mutha fuckin Compton streets We peep that chick out deep and it was on Number one song after number one song As long as my mutha fuckin pockets was fat Didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at If she was hangin with the white bitch doin the shit she do Suckin on his dick just to get a buck or two And in the end she got mad enough And now she be suin' 'cause the shit she be doin ain't shit Bitches can't hang with the streets She found herself short Now she's takin me to court That's some real conversation for your ass Bitches can't hang with the streets Bitches can't hang with the streets Bitches can't hang with the streets Bitches can't hang with the streets ******** **** *******

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