bait Songtext
von Vayda
bait Songtext
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh
I lost my mind and got it back
You bitches can′t relate to that
They sending shots, I'm spending bags
I know it ain′t no way for them
They really–, uh
They wanna play it tit-for-tat
Tell me where your problems at
Tell me where your dollars at
Bitches really got no shame
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Took it back, back in the day
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Like, tell me where your mama at
You know you really not like that
When bitches turn, they in the streets
But they ass rеally fresh as meat
I wanna put you on a platter
Usе these bitches as some bait
Like I'm fishin' in a lake
Pushin′ limits anyway
I cut ′em up like surgery
And you know they all heard of me
You hit me up, I charge a fee
I guess that's why they handle me
I lost my mind and got it back
You bitches can′t relate to that
They sending shots, I'm spending bags
I know it ain′t no way for them
They really– (uh)
They wanna play it tit-for-tat
Tell me where your problems at
Tell me where your dollars at
Bitches really got no shame
Bitches really (uh, uh)
Took it back, back in the day
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Like, tell me where your mama at
You know you really not like that
When bitches turn, they in the streets
But they ass rеally fresh as meat, I- (yeah)
Bitches really got no shame
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Dang, bitches really– (uh, uh)
Like, tell me where your mama at
You know you really not like that
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh
I lost my mind and got it back
You bitches can′t relate to that
They sending shots, I'm spending bags
I know it ain′t no way for them
They really–, uh
They wanna play it tit-for-tat
Tell me where your problems at
Tell me where your dollars at
Bitches really got no shame
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Took it back, back in the day
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Like, tell me where your mama at
You know you really not like that
When bitches turn, they in the streets
But they ass rеally fresh as meat
I wanna put you on a platter
Usе these bitches as some bait
Like I'm fishin' in a lake
Pushin′ limits anyway
I cut ′em up like surgery
And you know they all heard of me
You hit me up, I charge a fee
I guess that's why they handle me
I lost my mind and got it back
You bitches can′t relate to that
They sending shots, I'm spending bags
I know it ain′t no way for them
They really– (uh)
They wanna play it tit-for-tat
Tell me where your problems at
Tell me where your dollars at
Bitches really got no shame
Bitches really (uh, uh)
Took it back, back in the day
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Like, tell me where your mama at
You know you really not like that
When bitches turn, they in the streets
But they ass rеally fresh as meat, I- (yeah)
Bitches really got no shame
Bitches really– (uh, uh)
Dang, bitches really– (uh, uh)
Like, tell me where your mama at
You know you really not like that
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