All My Bitches – Da Brat – letras

Where my bitches at?Where is all my bitches at?This motherfucker right here,This for all ya’ll motherfuckersYou a bitch, you a bitch, i’m a bitch,We all bitches,In this motherfucking gameJust be a bad bitch,When you be a bitch[Verse 1]I wakes up from dreaming of money,To thinking of moneyOn a daily basis,Make sure the moneyMake the way to the safePut your bet’s on the « b » to the « ra »From the west side of chi’ « t »,Niggers want to ride with meCause i’m the live-est,Get high with meCause i’m flyObsessed with meCause i’m shyNo matter which whip i pick,And butt-kick your little bucketsAnd leave your face with a disgusted lookAs you bite the dustI get them big thingsThis is hard shit, head bob,Breakin your neck,Raw shitMy bitches keep hollin' »dollas » »til’god »Call usAnd it don’t quitTill the earth splitThis bitchA baller wit’ itIn a black jag,It’s a fact that,Brat the first soloTo 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 goCreated a game planThat ya’ll followSwitch four in the diabloVacationin’ moroccoKeep chasin’ the papers faithfullyAnd cause i get itNiggas permanently hatin’ meFuckem’I’m talkin’ to…Hook:All my bitchesThat live the hood life,Good life,My bitchesThat don’t needA nigger for shitBitches wit aGame plan,Rockin’Name brand,I dedicates this one to youI’m talkin’ too…All my bitchesThat live the hood life,Good life,My bitchesThat don’t needA nigger for shit,Bitches,Niggas gotta holla atScreamin »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 thoughtNo matter how i part the braidsHear ya’ll chatter when i rock it straight.I’ma bad bitch even when the style flippedI get paid cause dough come fast in large amountsToo much for one nigger to countYou must not know how a so so def hoe bounceTo bust open another niggas accounts and be outTo the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bmMade a motherfucker pay for the rimsI fucked his friend but it’s all goodHe understood the way i live my life, my lifeThat i can’t depend on nobodyFor me to survive and stay high.Where all my bitches at? GirlsMake ’em love to hate usAnd whether you classy to dick suckin’Or a trashy bitch get your papersI gotta eat throw these bowsSilently creep on these hoesThat’s robbin’ my flows you impostors to meProphets 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’ toHook[Verse 3]And since i cover the mortgage,The car note, the porsche, and the condoWe still smokin’Dollar signs are all i see excuse me,I got to cut the line leave you niggas behindFor the third time and shine on purposeBlind’em every time i surfaceIf an aries hurt you you must deserve itEvery bit of a dime is worth it,Keep on swerving not perfectBut striving for that working with diamonds,And flirting with the finest cats,Desert the broke niggas that still liveWith their momma’s atProvoke most to wanna wine a dine brat,Cause i’m dope from coast to coastGuarantee to fall in love with meAfter just one toast,Smoke weed that’ll make you say,I ain’t never getting’ high againNiggas always wanna see what i’m riding inSo i slide in the benz outfit matchFrom head to timsRims 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 sizesAnd diamonds is my favorite wish,Picture me rich a genious,When it comes to me collecting these chips,And this to…Hook