เนื้อเพลง B*tches Ain't Sh*t - Ty Dolla Sign

[Hook:]
B*tches Ain't Sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks

[Verse 1:]
Heard you n*gga got cut down last night... at the club
Don't blame it on me
Nah nah
I know you heard it was some pushing n*ggas in that motherf*cker
And some blunts
But don't blame it on me
Nah, don't blame it on me

Yea I know he found out that we f*ckin... uh
Girl it ain't my fault you wanna f*ck me... too

[Pre-Hook:]
Yo n*gga laid up in that f*ckin hospital and you still think of me
I swear to God I'll kill yo f*ckin ass if you did that sh*t to me
Oh... these b*tches ain't sh*t

[Hook: x2]
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks

[Verse 2:]
And no names said, just cut it... uhm
If this sh*t was ever to happen to me... uhm
Ain't no tellin what a n*gga like me you'd do
How would you feel if the tables turned on you

Girl that uhm, girl that body
I know it ain't yo birthday, but this yo party
Baby I just do the trees, you could keep the molly
But make sure that you finish just what you started

Oh that's Bombay and you ain't got no limits
So just go down til a n*gga finish
That's proof that you talk bout what you livin
60 seconds, lemme call you in a minute

[Pre-Hook:]
Yo n*gga laid up in that f*ckin hospital and you still think of me
I swear to God I'll kill yo f*ckin ass if you did that sh*t to me
Oh... these b*tches ain't sh*t

[Hook: x2]
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks

[Verse 3:]
Lay down b*tch, get hypnotized and f*cked
Well this is a girl, best friend no cut
You's a flip, you's a b*tch, I don't f*ck with you (don't f*ck with you)
My car, you b*tch, I'm a bug with you, I don't know why
I f*ck with you
Let me tell you a story or two
Bout this b*tch n*gga and a dumb ass crew (b*tch)
Well, man in jail, a rack is a bell
Baby you brought me the new drug before she paid his bill
Grinding myself, just to nail, he just got out
When his mouth f*ckin stupid shut him up
All these cardin, boo bupty packy mouth
Baby still callin, do my bid in her mouth
Go to hell, b*tch

[Pre-Hook:]
Yo n*gga laid up in that f*ckin hospital and you still think of me
I swear to God I'll kill yo f*ckin ass if you did that sh*t to me
Oh... these b*tches ain't sh*t

[Hook: x2]
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches b*tches ain't sh*t
B*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks