Yo Gotti - Liar Lyrics

[Speaks: Yo Gotti]
A see you know, I hate to see a bitch in the club that... bitch ain't bout shit but think she the motherf*ckin' world...

[x4:]
You's a motherf*ckin' liar

Bitch dat purse ain't yours, dem ass shots
Dem ain't real curves
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

You don't suck dick, you don't swallow
You then took a couple pics now you a model
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

You acting a ass with ya taxes
But when april roll around you back relaxing
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

You got a head full of yaki
And got the nerve to be in the club acting
You wanna f*ck w/ a nigga w/ money
But you a motherf*ckin' booster
Ho money ain't even what you use to

Petty ass hoes, freak ass ready ass hoes
I'm tired of you pathetic ass hoes

Heard the word "ratchet"
Where ya kids? where ya job?
Where you live?
What you do? where ya car?
Bitch you got it bad

Who wanna blame ya babydaddy
Know he gave it to you when he had it

Bitch I heard you on fire
I don't wanna f*ck you anyway
Health department might come and get you anyday
Bitch you need to pray
Cause you let anybody hit it
F*ck these hoes man they anybody bitches
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

[Chorus:]
Bitch dat purse ain't yours, dem ass shots
Dem ain't real curves
You's a motherf*ckin' liar

You don't suck dick, you don't swallow
You then took a couple pics now you a model
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

You acting a ass with ya taxes
But when april roll around you back relaxing
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)
You got a head full of yaki
And got the nerve to be in the club acting

I just met this lil bad bitch
And she say she don't f*ck with niggas
But my nigga, he then already hit her
These bitches be confused

Heard you went half on some tru's
Bitch them ain't jimmy choo's
Dem jimmy whos

This bitch was kinda famous
I ain't gon lie I tried to help her
But I see why her last nigga left her
I gotta give her respect
Cause this bitch a write a check
Have a nigga fresh from his feet to his neck

Big shot ass hoes
Say you charge a nigga but you begging
Triflin ass hoes sharing leggings

Bitch you need to pray
Cause you let anybody hit it
F*ck these hoes man they anybody bitches
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

[Chorus:]
Bitch dat purse ain't yours, dem ass shots
Dem ain't real curves
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

You don't suck dick, you don't swallow
You then took a couple pics now you a model
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

You acting a ass with ya taxes
But when april roll around you back relaxing
(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)
You got a head full of yaki
And got the nerve to be in the club acting

(You's a motherf*ckin' liar)

[Speaks: Yo Gotti]
I'm feeling dat motherf*ckin' Moët and I'm just sick of these bitches. See you bitches getting in the real bitches way you know what I'm saying, you bitches interfering. know what I mean, if you a real bitch I f*ck w/ you. if you a real bitch I know wassup w/ you. if you a get-money hoe just know I f*ck w/ you. if you a get-money bitch yeah I know wassup with you. ha!