CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : B.I.T.C.H. (Chopnotslop Remix)

b*t*h, I'm lit like a match, ooh
And any n***a I let hit is still attached, ooh
That body right, but you know this pu**y fat, ooh
I drop a picture, now these b*t*hes feel attacked, ayy
Don't let that n***a gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
I make a call and get a pu**y n***a smacked, uh
These b*t*hes talkin' 'bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh
I'm in a Lam', b*t*h, catch me if you can, ooh
I'm kickin' b*t*hes out they spot, Stalli' Chan, yeah (Ah, yeah)

n***as say I taste like sugar, but ain't sh*t sweet (Ah)
Chopped up not slopped up
Mwah
Real hot girl sh*t
I'd rather keep it real with ya
Real hot girl sh*t, ah
It ain't always about what you like, sometimes it's about what's right
Helluva made this beat, baby
Huh

I'd rather be your B-I-T-C-H (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know, you know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in your life
Them b*t*hes ain't gon' give it to you right
I'd rather be your B-I-T-C-H (I'd rather keep it real with ya)
'Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway
You know you can't control me, baby, you need a real one in your life
Them b*t*hes ain't gon' give it to you right (Ayy)