Skilla Baby and Tay B - SheSheMe

Huh (huh)
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Huh, huh

All my bitches ba-a-ad
And they come with a-a-ass (huh)
I'ma give you ca-a-ash (huh)
You ain't gotta a-a-ask (naw, for real)
All my bitches ba-a-ad (huh)
I ain't gotta bra-a-ag (huh)
Buy your bitch a ba-a-ag (huh)
She shouldn't have to a-a-ask (huh)

She don't know if she want me or Skilla, we got too much skrilla (come on)
She got it done right, she tellin' me it's soft, let me feel it
She say he goin' broke on lean, she so tired of her nigga (she so tired of her nigga)
I can buy two thousand pints of Wock' and still spend on my bitches
Yeah, I'm a rich baby daddy like I'm Drizzy
I'll let a bitch run around Saks 'til she dizzy
My diamonds come from Wafi, shit, I'm 'bout to holler at Izzy
Taxin' for the work, we not waitin' on no stimmy (what the fuck?)
I already had my fun with her, get your wife back (your wife back)
Yeah, all my bitches bad bad just like Mike Jack
And you know that pussy wet wet, I need a life jacket
Get my bitches anything they want, I know they like that

All my bitches ba-a-ad
And they come with a-a-ass (huh)
I'ma give you ca-a-ash (huh)
You ain't gotta a-a-ask (naw, for real)
All my bitches ba-a-ad (huh)
I ain't gotta bra-a-ag (huh)
Buy your bitch a ba-a-ag (huh)
She shouldn't have to a-a-ask (huh)

Huh, she don't know if she want Tay or me, I keep that pape' on me (huh)
Every time her nigga outta town, she wanna stay with me
I had to tell her I got somethin' to do, she wanna stay a week (woo)
She say she wanna get her nails done, I gave her ass a G (huh)
Me and cuz ain't never fallin' out 'bout hoes, we too P
All my niggas she-she-me, all my bitches in CC (huh)
I bought my bitch a crocodile Birkin 'cause she workin'
And put six figures in her business 'cause she worth it
And I put her in a new G-Wagon 'cause she earned it (she earned it)
We ain't trippin' 'bout no fuckin' money, we'll burn it (burn it)
Send her outta town with her friend, it's a Turks trip (Turks trip)
Huh, put a hundred thousand in her hand 'cause she earned it (huh)

All my bitches ba-a-ad
And they come with a-a-ass (huh)
I'ma give you ca-a-ash (huh)
You ain't gotta a-a-ask (naw, for real)
All my bitches ba-a-ad (huh)
I ain't gotta bra-a-ag (huh)
Buy your bitch a ba-a-ag (huh)
She shouldn't have to a-a-ask (huh)

Ba-a-ad
A-a-ass
Ca-a-ash
You ain't gotta a-a-ask

Written by:
Brandon Lee Cherry, Diamante Warren, Trevon Gardner

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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