Bitches - Mitchell Tenpenny

Yeah, bitches on bitches Ooh, bitches on bitches, yeah, yeah, Lil Pump Ooh, bitches on bitches, ooh, ooh Ooh, J Gramm Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showing off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh) My bitch thick with a bag (Thick) My bitch rich with a ass (Thick) Lame niggas don't get to grab (Lame ass) Fuck niggas don't get to smash (Fuck nigga) Weak hoes don't get a pass (At all) Installation and bundles, two racks (Two racks) Niggas stay in her DM's (DM's) Big ass, nice titties, waist snatched (Waist snatched) In the streets, on the net, I'm trending (I'm trending) Ride in the Ghost with all bitches (Skrrt) Niggas laying in your bushes, they blend in (Killers) Fuck a bitch from the back, make her thicker (Shut up, slut) She slurp me up, but I ain't lick her (At all) Threw her some count, had to tip her (I did) If you not gon' rain in them clubs (Them clubs) You don't deserve to see the strippers Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showin' off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh) Thirties on thirties (Ooh) Wear a lot of Louis, lot of Fendi and Versace (Ooh) I don't stress hoes, left her waiting in the lobby (Nope) Show the AP when I see the paparazzi (AP, ooh) Left wrist, right wrist wet (Ooh) Got a new Patek and it cost more than your damn rent (Wow) Last week, I had a threesome on a jet (Damn) Got my auntie cooking up dope like a chef (Yeah, ooh) Whip it up, Lil Pump, fuck it up, count it up (Brrt) Pull up in a 'Rari, take a shit on your Acura (Ooh) Smash on your thottie, drop her off at Santa Monica (Huh?) And the fake followers you got, it ain't adding up (No) Hit a ho from the back, throw her off a ladder (Ladder) Bring a bitch back, she had to see a chiropractor (Ooh) I don't even care, bitch, I'm rich, it don't matter (No) You got a bad bitch, oh well, mine badder (Ooh, ooh) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showin' off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh)

Appreciate it Touch me like you know what you do and what you don't But I'm feeling jaded Know your own love, I don't fuck with no glove So why complicate it? Let me be your guide when you eat my pussy out 'Cause I've had one or two, even a few Yeah, more than you All these girls stare at me, drop lip Dripping in harmony, like fifth Lay 'em down, feel 'em up And they slide away, so easy Bitches, I don't trust 'em But they give me what I want for the night Bitches, I don't trust 'em But I tell 'em and they do what I like Why Bitches, I don't trust 'em But they give me what I want for the night Bitches, I don't trust 'em But I tell 'em and they do what I like Why They can't fake it Drying off the seat when they getting up to leave So (wet) they get noticed I'm better if they blunt, I don't really wanna hunt So why complicate it? I call it respect when you givin' what you get So, baby, spread your legs I'll do the same Already coming All these girls stare at me, drop lip Dripping in harmony, like fifth Lay 'em down, feel 'em up And they slide away, so easy Bitches, I don't trust 'em But they give me what I want for the night (Give me what I want for the night) Bitches, I don't trust 'em But I tell 'em and they do what I like Why (Bitches doin' what I want, yeah) Bitches, I don't trust 'em But they give me what I want for the night (oh yeah) Bitches, I don't trust 'em But I tell 'em and they do what I like Why Bitches, I don't trust 'em But they give me what I want for the night (What I want for the night) Bitches, I don't trust 'em But I tell 'em and they do what I like Why (why) Bitches, I don't trust 'em But they give me what I want for the night

Shorty a killa, come straight from Atlanta Shorty a dealer, her momma a dancer Poppa a pimp, cousin a killer Shorty's my nigga, but my bitch vanilla, okay New to the city, she new to the town But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do You got wild bitches tellin' you lies You got wild bitches tellin' you lies Oh, ooh-ooh, yeah I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do Yeah, talk here ain't cheap, but it's on the budget baby I lick ya, I dick ya, and that's world to the public, okay Talk hear ain't cheap, girl this what I do If I lick ya, I dick ya, and that's word to the crew She new to the city, she new to the town But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down It-it, it-it's here, the Westside, baby MI, MI And I'm out in Miami getting so high, so high, uh! Oh, yeah-yeah You got wild bitches tellin' you lies You got wild bitches tellin' you lies I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do Shorty my nigga, down for whatever Shorty my nigga, she always keep it together, okay Shorty my nigga, down for whatever I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do

I get fixated, some might say that I go too far Like candy blue, all my tattoos up and down my arms I buy too many watches, Jordan's fill up my closet I got a thing about tequila when I drink at the bar Ooh, ooh, if I'm in, I'm all in Ooh, ooh, hundred and ten percent One little kiss and I can't get enough of you when You bite your lip, you know the way you make me lose it Second I saw you, you stole all my attention It's no surprise to me that you would be my new obsession Your daily habits, yoga mats in the living room You're kinda messy, but it messes me up so good My fault if I'm caught watching Everything that moves when you're walking Can't sober up 'cause I'm drunk off of your perfume One little kiss and I can't get enough of you when You bite your lip, you know the way you make me lose it Second I saw you, you stole all my attention It's no surprise to me that you would be my new obsession Oh, my new obsession Ooh, ooh, if I'm in, I'm all in Ooh, ooh, hundred and ten percent One little kiss and I can't get enough of you when You bite your lip, you know the way you make me lose it Second I saw you, you stole all my attention It's no surprise to me that you would be my new obsession Oh, my new obsession (oh, my new obsession) Oh, oh

While I'm here I wanna fix my daddy's pick-up and disappear Put the pedal to the floor and the past in the rearview mirror Just drive Keep the dream alive You only get one life I'm gonna live it While I'm here I wanna go too far I wanna play too hard I wanna live it up 'cause I know I only got so many years I wanna lose myself In someone else I wanna feel it all Do everything I wanna while I'm here While I'm around I wanna get that peace of mind thing figured out Find a red-hot honey that won't go running if the money runs out Ooh and it always runs out But that ain't what it's all about So while I'm still around Down here I wanna go too far I wanna play too hard I wanna live it up 'cause I know I only got so many years I wanna lose myself In someone else I wanna feel it all Do everything I wanna while I'm here (Do everything I wanna while I'm) (Do everything I wanna while I'm) (Here) Tick-tock that clock on the wall Only goes around so many times That bump-bump-thump in your chest Yeah, it's only gonna work for a little while Tick-tock that clock on the wall Only goes around so many times That bump-bump-thump in your chest Yeah, it's only gonna work for a little while So while I'm still around Down here I wanna go too far (I wanna go too far, yeah) I wanna play too hard I wana live it up 'cause I know I only got so many years I wanna lose myself (lose myself) In someone else I wana feel it all Do everything I wanna while I'm I wanna go too far I wanna play too hard I wanna live it up Do everything I wanna while I'm here I wanna lose myself In someone else I wanna feel it all Do everything I wanna while I'm here