All My Bitches

Where my bitches at?
 Where is all my bitches at?
 This motherfucker right here,
 This for all ya'll motherfuckers
 You a bitch, you a bitch, i'm a bitch,
 We all bitches,
 In this motherfucking game
 Just be a bad bitch,
 When you be a bitch
 (Verse 1)
 I wakes up from dreaming of money,
 To thinking of money
 On a daily basis,
 Make sure the money
 Make the way to the safe
 Put your bet's on the "b" to the "ra"
 From the west side of chi' "t",
 Niggers want to ride with me
 Cause i'm the live-est,
 Get high with me
 Cause i'm fly
 Obsessed with me
 Cause i'm shy
 No matter which whip i pick,
 And butt-kick your little buckets
 And leave your face with a disgusted look
 As you bite the dust
 I get them big things
 This is hard shit, head bob,
 Breakin your neck,
 Raw shit
 My bitches keep hollin'
 "dollas"
 "til'god"
 Call us
 And it don't quit
 Till the earth split
 This bitch
 A baller wit' it
 In a black jag,
 It's a fact that,
 Brat the first solo
 To go platt,
 And if it sound like i'm braggin,'
 I am, cause i'm proud of myself,
 Pat a bitch on the back,
 Damn... straight to the bank i go
 Created a game plan
 That ya'll follow
 Switch four in the diablo
 Vacationin' morocco
 Keep chasin' the papers faithfully
 And cause i get it
 Niggas permanently hatin' me
 Fuckem'
 I'm talkin' to...
 Hook:
 All my bitches
 That live the hood life,
 Good life,
 My bitches
 That don't need
 A nigger for shit
 Bitches wit a
 Game plan,
 Rockin'
 Name brand,
 I dedicates this one to you
 I'm talkin' too...
 All my bitches
 That live the hood life,
 Good life,
 My bitches
 That don't need
 A nigger for shit,
 Bitches,
 Niggas gotta holla at
 Screamin
 "where them dollars at"
 I dedicates this one to you...
 (Verse 2)
 From the start i was in a hurry to crawl,
 And walk slap niggas before i could hardly talk.
 Now i gottem'on they knees screamin'
 That's what the fuck i thought
 No matter how i part the braids
 Hear ya'll chatter when i rock it straight.
 I'ma bad bitch even when the style flipped
 I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts
 Too much for one nigger to count
 You must not know how a so so def hoe bounce
 To bust open another niggas accounts and be out
 To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm
 Made a motherfucker pay for the rims
 I fucked his friend but it's all good
 He understood the way i live my life, my life
 That i can't depend on nobody
 For me to survive and stay high.
 Where all my bitches at? Girls
 Make 'em love to hate us
 And whether you classy to dick suckin'
 Or a trashy bitch get your papers
 I gotta eat throw these bows
 Silently creep on these hoes
 That's robbin' my flows you impostors to me
 Prophets is all i see i ain't got time for beef,
 So i rhyme for cheese financially stable,
 Tryin' to make g's and i'm talkin' to
 Hook
 (Verse 3)
 And since i cover the mortgage,
 The car note, the porsche, and the condo
 We still smokin'
 Dollar signs are all i see excuse me,
 I got to cut the line leave you niggas behind
 For the third time and shine on purpose
 Blind'em every time i surface
 If an aries hurt you you must deserve it
 Every bit of a dime is worth it,
 Keep on swerving not perfect
 But striving for that working with diamonds,
 And flirting with the finest cats,
 Desert the broke niggas that still live
 With their momma's at
 Provoke most to wanna wine a dine brat,
 Cause i'm dope from coast to coast
 Guarantee to fall in love with me
 After just one toast,
 Smoke weed that'll make you say,
 I ain't never getting' high again
 Niggas always wanna see what i'm riding in
 So i slide in the benz outfit match
 From head to tims
 Rims you aint seen before fein for doe,
 Screamin' cream for mo and mo,
 Reap the benefits if it's free shit,
 I take gifts in all shapes and sizes
 And diamonds is my favorite wish,
 Picture me rich a genious,
 When it comes to me collecting these chips,
 And this to...
 Hook