I Love My Bitches

Album: single release only (2011)
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  • A month ago, I gave a chick a hundred stacks
    Straight to Neiman Marcus, young bitch had a heart attack
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Bottles, Beamers, Brand New Benz's
    Barbies, ballerina's and Britney's
    Barbera Streisand edition Bentleys
    Bricks, big face hundreds in bundles
    Boy, I'm a boss, I rose from the jungles
    God forgives and these killers won't
    In a room full of heathens, good niggas die alone
    Better start taking notes as I'm taking tokes
    The hood wanna see you die and they taking votes
    My vision always mentioned coke
    My women never sit in coach
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Tongue kissin' a dark skinneded vixen
    Fifty, sixty racks, I might go blow a hundred though
    Jet owner, G5, where you wanna go?
    Fuck your ex's baby, really, that's your past?
    Load up your carry-on's and all it is is cash

    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    East coast to West coast, all my bitches

    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    East coast to West coast, all my bitches

    Tryna' bring you into my world, baby
    Just stand there, You the canvas, I'mma paint the picture
    You never met another nigga, you know, fuck it, take it

    Am I really just a narcissist
    Cause I wake up to a bowl of Lobster bisque?
    And I wake up on some mobbin' shit
    With a great view and half my niggas swappin' bricks
    It's just a way of life
    For the king of diamonds, so I gotta stay tonight
    Fifty cash in the Louis for the chicken wings
    Started in a neighborhood and now we on to bigger things
    Large clique of my constituents
    Combination to the safe, straight to the Benjamins
    Living life to the fullest was the emphasis
    Making love to Mary J's "Reminisce"

    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    East coast to West coast, all my bitches

    It was all good just a week ago
    Paper tag on the Panamera, my speakers blow
    My bitch sittin' cute, she left her panties home
    Suckin' the dick of the don, I'm talking Miami's own
    Money like (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
    (Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
    (Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Mark Duper
    Soon as niggas start hatin', start shootin'
    Come along, money longer than Olajuwan's
    Lotta one's, all the bitches gotta model one's
    Tongue pierced, dick sucked, said "I swallowed once"
    Fifty million, I'm the only one that got it done

    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    Aww man, I love my bitches
    East coast to West coast, all my bitches

    Aww man Writer/s: JUSTIN SMITH, KENNETH ROBERT LEWIS, WILLIAM ROBERTS
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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