That's My Bitch

That's my bitch there Fat ass, they stare Thirty-four inch hair We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs Dope boys, gun shells Long nails, Chanel If all else fails I know my bitch gon' pay my bail (uh) Want me to grip your dick with two hands (ayy) I want them shoes right there, cost a few bands Uh, turn my baby daddy to my sugar daddy (ow) He gon' blow a bag just to make me happy (facts) He just put me in the Lamb', I'ma speed fast (skrrt) In that Rolls Royce truck where he eat ass Booty stickin' out and I ain't get shots yet He just put me on a jet from the projects If your nigga givin' you somethin', stick your tongue out (tongue out) I need a thug baby, quick to pull his gun out (gun out) Uh, p***y pink, I need a G-Wag I want a rich ass nigga, f******ur cheap ass (haha) That's my bitch there Fat ass, they stare Thirty-four inch hair We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs Dope boys, gun shells Long nails, Chanel If all else fails I know my bitch gon' pay my bail Pull up, sprinter, bad bitches (bad bitches) And we ain't ever gotta pay 'cause we bad bitches (bad bitches) In the section with the niggas who got mad riches (ayy) Makin' it rain with their money, takin' mad pictures Pretty bitch, plenty racks in the Chanel bag Yung Miami keep the Glock if you act bad p***y juice drippin' on a nigga durag Best bitch need one, I need two bags (double) That's my bitch there One fight, all fight We don't play fair, period That's my bitch there Fat ass, they stare Thirty-four inch hair We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs Dope boys, gunshells Long nails, Chanel If all else fails I know my bitch gon' pay my bail --- That's My Bitch - City Girls