Riccy Runtz - Bitch Yeah (Remix) Lyrics

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What's cracking, what?
Whatever I'm bracking on, bitch
Aye, that's my blooda, I got all 5's round this bitch
These hoes want f*ck, these niggas can't f*ck with none of us in this bitch
I'ma hit at ya clique with this stick
Make me turn you lil boys to a lick
I got big booty bitches, they be blowing up on my phone
Too many people want my head, oh
They wanna take my soul
I'm gone get 'em all gone
Bitch can play what she please long as she don't play with me though
Bitch, I make you bleed hoe
Bitch, I know I bleed hoe
Bang black, big 5, big B hoe
Bitch get on yo knees, hoe
Come and suck me with no teeth, hoe
I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit as shit
Come get, come get, come get, come get up with me
Eenie, meenie, minnie, moe
Every opp, they gotta go
I ain't playing round with you hoes
Man, I'm tryna take a soul
She so damn foreign, she exotic
Told you I got it, I got it
Bitch gimme yo soul or gimme a body
Swag out the bitch, pop out for momma
I get high in this bitch,(I'm gone)
I get high in this bitch,(I'm gone)
I might make that dirty hoe come and touch ha toes
Finna make that nigga hoe come here and come fetch my bone
I don't give a f*ck how good she is to me, she ain't getting my phone
Bitch gimme my phone
Bitch gimme my phone
Bitch gimme my phone, hoe
Bitch gimme my phone
My brothers, they kick-in the door
I don't like that nigga, he a hoe
I don't like that lil boy ass bitch
I don't like my hoe hearing these songs
She want me f*ck her to my song
I see, she make racks at home
Tell me what type of time you on
I buy you clothes, you acting right
I don't know who f*cking side you on but I know it's F*ck The Other Side
Don't care if they real or right
I know I'm killing for mine
J4, that's slatt, my f*cking 5
Slime shit, get this party hyped
She rock soon as I get inside
Red beam on his nose and eyes
You know wassup, I'm tryna take a life
I'm geeked as f*ck, I'm higher than high
(Bitch yeah)
I'm geeked as f*ck, I'm higher than high
(Bitch yeah)
She blows my mind, everytime
(Bitch yeah)
And this bitch without you, on my side
(Bitch yeah)
Don't play with my money, you know you my guy
(Bitch yeah)
Are you sure that you wanna ride cause you might die?
(Bitch yeah)
I got 5 and 6 with me, we gone get shit live
(Bitch yeah)
(Bitch yeah)
I got more money than y'all lil boys, y'all some bitches
(Bitch yeah)
I got more motion than y'all lil boys, y'all some bitches
(Bitch yeah)
Nigga can't f*ck with me, I'm the hottest in my city
(Bitch yeah)
And they said I did it, then f*cking right nigga, I done did it
(Bitch yeah)