All My Bitches Lyrics - Da Brat

Where my bitches at? 

Where is all my bitches at? 

This motherfucker right here, 

This for all ya'll motherfuckers 

You a bitch, you a bitch, i'm a bitch, 

We all bitches, 

In this motherfucking game 

Just be a bad bitch, 

When you be a bitch 

[Verse 1] 

I wakes up from dreaming of money, 

To thinking of money 

On a daily basis, 

Make sure the money 

Make the way to the safe 

Put your bet's on the "be " to the "ra" 

From the west side of chi' "t", 

niggas want to ride with me 

Cause i'm the live-est, 

Get high with me 

Cause i'm fly 

Obsessed with me 

Cause i'm shy 

No matter which whip i pick, 

And butt-kick your little buckets 

And leave your face with a disgusted look 

As you bite the dust 

I get them big things 

This is hard shit, head bob, 

Breakin your neck, 

Raw shit 

My bitches keep hollin' 

"dollas" 

"til'god" 

Call us 

And it don't quit 

Till the earth split 

This bitch 

A baller wit' it 

In a black jag, 

It's a fact that, 

Brat the first solo 

To go platt, 

And if it sound like i'm braggin,' 

I am, cause i'm proud of myself, 

Pat a bitch on the back, 

Damn...straight to the bank i go 

Created a game plan 

That ya'll follow 

Switch four in the diablo 

Vacationin' morocco 

Keep chasin' the papers faithfully 

And cause i get it 

Niggas permanently hatin' me 

Fuckem' 

I'm talkin' to... 

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All my bitches 

That live the hood life, 

Good life, 

My bitches 

That don't need 

A nigga for shit 

Bitches wit a 

Game plan, 

Rockin' 

Name brand, 

I dedicates this one to you 

I'm talkin' too... 

All my bitches 

That live the hood life, 

Good life, 

My bitches 

That don't need 

A nigga for shit, 

Bitches, 

Niggas gotta holla at 

Screamin 

"where them dollars at" 

I dedicates this one to you... 

[Verse 2] 

From the start i was in a hurry to crawl, 

And walk slap niggas before i could hardly talk. 

Now i gottem'on they knees screamin' 

That's what the fuck i thought 

No matter how i part the braids 

Hear ya'll chatter when i rock it straight. 

I'ma bad bitch even when the style flipped 

I get paid cause dough come fast in large amounts 

Too much for one nigga to count 

You must not know how a so so def hoe bounce 

To bust open another niggas accounts and be out 

To the tellee or the atm in a 750 gray bm 

Made a motherfucker pay for the rims 

I fucked his friend but it's all good 

He understood the way i live my life, my life 

That i can't depend on nobody 

For me to survive and stay high. 

Where all my bitches at? Girls 

Make 'em love to hate us 

And whether you classy to dick suckin' 

Or a trashy bitch get your papers 

I gotta eat throw these bows 

Silently creep on these hoes 

That's robbin' my flows you impostors to me 

Prophets is all i see i ain't got time for beef, 

So i rhyme for cheese financially stable, 

Tryin' to make g's and i'm talkin' to 

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[Verse 3] 

And since i cover the mortgage, 

The car note, the porsche, and the condo 

We still smokin' 

Dollar signs are all i see excuse me, 

I got to cut the line leave you niggas behind 

For the third time and shine on purpose 

Blind'em every time i surface 

If an aries hurt you you must deserve it 

Every bit of a dime is worth it, 

Keep on swerving not perfect 

But striving for that working with diamonds, 

And flirting with the finest cats, 

Desert the broke niggas that still live 

With their momma's at 

Provoke most to want to wine a dine brat, 

Cause i'm dope from coast to coast 

Guarantee to fall in love with me 

After just one toast, 

Smoke weed that'll make you say, 

I ain't never getting' high again 

Niggas always want to see what i'm riding in 

So i slide in the benz outfit match 

From head to tims 

Rims you ain't seen before fein for doe, 

Screamin' cream for mo and mo, 

Reap the benefits if it's free shit, 

I take gifts in all shapes and sizes 

And diamonds is my favorite wish, 

Picture me rich a genious, 

When it comes to me collecting these chips, 

And this to... 

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