Bitches Ain't Shit - Snoop Dogg

B_tches ain't sh_t but hoes and tricks...

chorus: Snoop (2X)
B_tches ain't sh_t but hoes and tricks
Lick on deez nutz and s_ck the d_ck
Get's the f_ck out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run...

Dr. Dre
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 mutharf_cka with the gangsta beats
And we was ballin' on the muthaf_ckin' Compton streets
Peep, the sh_t got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my muthaf_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
S_ckin' on his d_ck just to get a buck or 2
And the few ends she got didn't mean nothin'
Now she's suing cuz 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 ass
So recognize and pass to Daz

Now as i'm rollin' with my n_gga Dre and Eastwood
F_ckin' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks
(Snoop: 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_ggaz kick the anthem like this


...To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
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? (Snoop: Why?(echoed 3X)
Cuz a hoe's a trick
We don't love them tricks (Snoop: Why?(echoed 3X)
Cuz a trick's a b_tch
And my d_ck's constantly in her mouth
And turnin' them trick ass hoes the f_ck out

I once had a b_tch named Mandy May
Used to be up in them guts like everyday
The p_ssy was the bomb, had a n_gga on sprung
I was in love like a muthaf_cka 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 n_ggaz wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the muthaf_ckin' county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I get's released on a hot sunny day
My n_gga 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 muthaf_ckin chin checkin
Move up the block as we groove down 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!


(Dr. Dre in background "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 doin my own thingdown with the swang
I'm hangin' with Death Row like it ain't no thing
I say you know can't deal
Cuz I'm a btich that's real
Motherf_cker 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 (x3)

And now I gotta do some...
And now I gotta do some sh_t that's clean
But when I'm on a d_ck, hell yeah, I get real mean
Like a washing machine
I can wash the clothes
All the hoes knows
That i'm on the flo' ho
But they can't hang with my type on swang
I ain't tryin' to say I s_ck every ding-a-lang
But just the juicy ones
Witht he tip of the tongue
And then their sprung
With the nuts hung
(Dr. Dre: B_tches ain't sh_t)

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