เนื้อเพลง B*tches - YG

B*tch n*gga say what?
Remind me and my sl*t, don't make me drop my nut
And I'm on uh,
All raw uncut, broad in pocket don't touch my b*tt.

[Verse 1:]
Business, get some, she on the line like fire
Five, and one, pop things like five,
Drop it all, says she ready to go,
Hold up, I gotta show
You boys like hoes, n*ggas like b*tchez
MOB wonder why I ain't with ya?
I ain't got time, handle my business,
I'll play no word, that's a low key screaming
Girl name Lindsey, girl name molly
Both like me, we all like money
N*gga my sentence, I ain't cuffin' no b*tchez like
I've been the same queer,

[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of b*tchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You n*ggas like b*tchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
B*tchez, too many b*tchez,
Still it ain't enough b*tchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your B*tches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got b*tchez.

[Verse 2:]
Give me a pill I might pop one,
Give me a pill I might pop one,
And I trust no b*tch that might got some,
I f*ck you with a condom b*tch it ain't my sign,
They got the homie for a hot one,
And these bell when I peck I'm trying to flock one,
Give me this, give me that, f*ck no you rap,
I ain't no trick, circle this big d*ck
F*ck on my clique, like that yeah straight up,
Them basketball while she show you how you n*ggas play up
Hoe, sl*t, ratchet, I'm going ham till they put me in the casket,
And I'm packin, d*ck in the mackin'
Pull it out and get crackin'
Look I got rich b*tches and them b*tchez got b*tchez
And I'm giving your mama my digits,

[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of b*tchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You n*ggas like b*tchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
B*tchez, too many b*tchez,
Still it ain't enough b*tchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your b*tches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got b*tchez.

[Verse 3:]
B*tch got b*tchez,
B*tch b*tchez got b*tchez,
See I'm at the function,
Front road got the jumpin'
Show trap and I'm funkin'
Honey you're a woman, probably really want a husband
B*tch you feel it in your stomach,
Hoes get nothin', bust a d*ck and instructions
I don't need no interruptions,..
So we get stumptious playin' always as someone
Don't forget the motherf*cker, that's introduction
I'm out here husslin, you want the lean I'm struggling,
Cut it with a cutter start to whip with a b*tton,
No keys just touching, microwave oven
Leave the cookin' for the b*tches, unless I'm cookin up a pidgeon

[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of b*tchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You n*ggas like b*tchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
B*tchez, too many b*tchez,
Still it ain't enough b*tchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your b*tches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got b*tchez.

B*tchez, b*tchez b*tchez
B*tchez, b*tchez b*tchez

[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of b*tchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You n*ggas like b*tchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
B*tchez, too many b*tchez,
Still it ain't enough b*tchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your b*tches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got b*tchez.