Fuck Dat Bitch

Текст песни Cadillac Don & J-Money - Fuck Dat Bitch

Fuck That Bitch Lyrics[Intro]
This for all the ignorant wanches, uh, silly baby mamas
And all these bitches walkin' around in the club holding each other's hand
Bitch ya' mac blockin', lemme get to the bench

[Chorus]
Man, fuck that bitch
Fuck, fuck that bitch
I don't love that bitch, I don't trust that bitch
You can fuck my bitch, lemme fuck yo' bitch
I don't love that bitch, I don't trust that bitch
Man, fuck that bitch
Fuck, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
Fuck, fuck that bitch
Man, fuck that bitch
Fuck, fuck that bitch
I don't love that bitch, I don't trust that bitch
[J-Money]
Hold up baby, I'mma tell you how I feel
You ain't all that, yeah time to keep it real
Though you was the world, we was friends then lovers
Found out later on, you was just like the others
Smile in ya' face, tryna get me on the low
Tellin' all ya' friends that ya' pimpin' on Jo
Tryna pimp a pimp, bitch that's a no-no
Game over baby, gotta find another hoe
Better yet, call up my nigga Cadillac
I'm all in her mouth while he hit it from the back
Call Big Fruit, we gon' do the damn thang
Hit Young Star, now you know we gotta train (Choo-choo)
No hard feelings, give a fuck about a bitch
'Cause she'll be the one to get ya' caught up in some shit
That's why J-Money ain't trusting none bitch
Might as well gon' let her fuck the whole clique (Okay)

[Chorus]

[Cadillac Don]
(Ay man, yo who is it man? It's Cadillac Don man, alright)
Now yous, you walk around the club with ya' nose pointed in the air
Knowin' that you got fake eyes, nails, and fake hair
I hate to see some bitches walkin' through the club holdin' hands
Know ya' hoes ain't got no money, need to be tryna find a man
Always got ya' hands out, askin' me for a drink
I'mma buy you 10 and later on turn you into a freak
I could fuck you by myself, but call my niggas also
Gon' fold yo' ass so many times, gon' think you was a taco
Hit you slow, hit you fast, in yo' mouth, make you gag
Used to act all that, now we treatin' yo' ass like trash
Do it with no hands bitch, in and out all day
We pitched in and bought a room, but hittin' you in the hallway
That's what you get bitch for acting so cold (So cold)
We send you home, drunk pussy hole swole (So swole)
You wake up like, "What the fuck went on?"
Check the internet, you front page, we dead ass wrong
But man...
[Chorus]