b#tches Ain’t Shit Lyrics – Snoop Dogg

b#tches Ain’t Shit Lyrics by Snoop Dogg

b#tches ain’t sh#t but hoes and tricks
b#tches ain’t sh#t but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Get’s the f#ck out after you’re done

And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
b#tches ain’t sh#t but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Get’s the f#ck out after you’re done

And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
I used to know a b#tch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and f#ck the hoes at night
Tight than a m#th*rf#ck*r with the gangsta beats

And we was ballin’ on the motherf#ckin’ Compton streets
Peep, the sh#t got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my motherf#ckin’ pockets was fat

I didn’t give a f#ck where the b#tch was at
But she was hangin’ with a white b#tch doin’ the sh#t she do
Suckin’ on his dick just to get a buck or 2
And the few ends she got didn’t mean nothin’

Now she’s suing cause the sh#t she be doin’ ain’t sh#t
b#tch can’t hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she’s takin’ me to court
It’s real conversation for your #ss

So recognize and pass to Daz
Now as I’m rollin’ with my n#gg# Dre and Eastwood
f#ckin’ hoes, clockin’ dough up to no good
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks

(But we don’t love them hoes) b#tch, and it’s like that
This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow
Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash
And get your dash on

While you’re chillin’, with your homies and sh#t
And how my n#gg#z kick the anthem like this, b#tch!
b#tches ain’t sh#t but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick

Get’s the f#ck out after you’re done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
So I head down the street to Long Beach

Just so I could meet, a freak
To lick me from my head to my feet
And I’m here, now I’m ready to be done up
Nothin’ but homies around so I puts my gun up

b#tches on my nuts like clothes
But I’m from the pound and we don’t love them hoes
How could you trust a hoe? (Why?)
‘Cause a hoe’s a trick

I don’t love them tricks (Why?)
‘Cause a trick’s a b#tch
And my dick’s constantly in her mouth
And turnin’ them trick #ss hoes the f#ck out, now

I once had a b#tch named Mandy May
Used to be up in them guts like everyday
The p#ss# was the bomb, had a n#gg# on sprung
I was in love like a m#th*rf#ck*r lickin’ the pearl tongue

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 n#gg#z wouldn’t trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time

I’m back to the motherf#cking county jail
6 months on my chest, now it’s time to bail
I get’s released on a hot sunny day
My n#gg# D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre

Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got 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 motherf#cking chin checking

Move up the block as we groove up the block
See my girl’s house, Dre, pass the glock
Kick in the do’, I look on the flo’
It’s my little cousin Daz and he’s f#ckin’ my hoe, yo (b#tches ain’t sh#t)

I uncocked my sh#t, I’m heart-broke but I’m still loc’ed
Man, f#ck a b#tch!
b#tches ain’t sh#t but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick

Get’s the f#ck out after you’re done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
b#tches ain’t sh#t but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick

Get’s the f#ck out after you’re done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
(b#tches ain’t sh#t) I don’t give a f#ck about a b#tch
But I and her know that they can’t fade this

‘Cause I’m doing my own thing down with the swing
I’m hangin’ with Death Row like it ain’t no thing
I say you know can’t deal
‘Cause I’m a b#tch that’s real

m#th*rf#ck*r need to step back, hell yeah
They need to chill
Because I don’t give a f#ck
And I don’t give a f#ck

And I don’t give a f#ck
I don’t give a f#ck
And now I gotta do some,
I gotta do some sh#t that’s clean

But when I’m on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean
Like a washing machine
I can wash the clothes
All the hoes knows

That I’m on the flow ho
But they can’t hang with my type og swing
I ain’t tryin’ to say I suck every ding-a-lang
But just the juicy ones

With he tip of the tongue
And then their sprung
With the nuts hung
b#tches ain’t shit
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Snoop Dogg Lyrics – b#tches Ain’t Shit

Snoop Dogg

b#tches Ain’t Shit