Fake Ass Bitches

Tell me about these fake a*s b***hes Look here little n***a

Most of these n***az be b***hes too

But you'll never hear that side of the story

So uhh we finna do this s**t like this It's like I tell my n***az keep your eyes on these b***hes

They love to G a n***a young dumb and gettin' riches

What the f**k you think a ** is n***a

N***a done stick and wet his d**k

And then get **ed out all his riches by a b***h I'm here to school you to the rules of the game it'll cost ya

Think you alla that just 'cause she let a n***a toss her

It's like a motherf**kin' privilege

So don't give up your conversation give that b***h your 7 digits When she call ya ask that tramp whassup

And if she is the type of n***a hang up word up

And let that b***h meditate to the dial tone

And call me when you're ready to bone and it's on A motherf**king mack tonight

Stay that stay strapped 'cause my raps is tight

You f**kin' punks I hate you snitches

Went against the grain and the game to be fake a*s b***hes God d**n you can't just hit them n***az with that game

And expect them to accept it girl your heard me it gets skanless

But we gonna kick this s**t like this here I can't stand fake a*s b***hes

Lyin' a*s n***az and you punk ***** **nitches

I can't stand fake a*s b***hes

Lyin' a*s n***az and you punk ***** **nitches Time to show these bustas who's boss

Run up on a real motherf**ker and get tossed

The game is deep and thicker than a motherf**kin' jimmy

Broke h*es runnin' round yellin' gimme I can't stand it h*es talkin' 'bout they got a man

S**t all I wanted her to do is suck my d**k

So how about hittin' a motherf**ker on my pager

Busy now b***h but you can give me the p***y later Fly how I fade her played her like a game of sega

F**kin' with the player that done made her huh

And I ain't sleepin' caught you creepin' for my money

Got the d**k and now you get the pistol honey So get the bozack knockin' h*es back keep my dough stacked

So where the motherf**kin' h*es at

Punk n***az can't fade the mack livin' fat

Gettin' paid to rap it's like that you motherf**kin' b***hes Yeah yeah that's my motto

She educated a whole bunch of you old raggedy a*s n***az

See y'all take that s**t back to y'all camp and uhh

You sleep on that there it's like She can't stand fake a*s b***hes

Lyin' a*s n***az and you punk ***** **nitches

I can't stand fake a*s b***hes

Lyin' a*s n***az and you punk ***** **nitches I can't stand fake a*s b***hes

Lyin' a*s n***az and you punk ***** **nitches

I can't stand fake a*s b***hes

Lyin' a*s n***az and you punk ***** **nitches Oh you too n***a don't think we ain't talkin' 'bout your punk a*s

You old fake a*s n***a standin' there wearin' all them pendletons

And khakis and all that you soft as a motherf**kin' grape

Ain't this a motherf**kin' b***h I can see right through your flower a*s

Some of these n***az is b***hes too man I tell ya

It's gonna be harder and harder to be a thug in ninety fo'

But we gonna do this s**t Y'all take this s**t and you play this s**t for every single

Fake a*s b***h out there and there's plenty of 'em

You probably got one sittin' next to you right now

Bobbin' his fake a*s head to this d**e ***** ****t that he listenin' to

Fake a*s motherf**kin' b***h die in ninety four