Premo Rice - No b**hesss lyrics

[Verse 1] Big sh** poppin' Got your main b**h, she droppin' on the dick Ask her "what that mouth do?" she toppin' With my 40 ounce (uh) Got some sh** that make the shorties bounce Straight finesse up on these hoes, I need bout 40 rounds Double cup (uh) 2 b**hes on me, n***a double up (double up) 3 shots of henn, we goin' in, I gave em double nuts Bishop Mack (Mack) Blessin' hoes and breaking b**hes backs (damn) I'm that n***a with your b**h, Now I spent another rack Never trickin' on a hoe (hoe) You should know Hard dick got the p**y swole (swole) n***a cold Cooly Mack puttin' on a show (uh) I'm on a roll Tell her like it is and how it go (uh) n***a bo Never half steppin' on the door (no) n***a no Heavy hustle, stickin' to the code (code) I'm on the go With your b**h always on the dick, (she s**in) like a pro Premo Rice, I'm giving n***as hell (uh) on the low, better know [Chorus] Imma die with b**hes on me, yeah Better believe it (I'm the coldest mothaf**a out) You other n***as get no cheeks, yeah You can't achieve it (Imma show you b**hes what I'm all about) You gets no b**hes, yeah I'm gonna f** your b**h tonight (And no doubt) I'm gonna show that hoe what this dick about to do tonight (Break em) [Bridge] (Hmmmm) Cool, cool, cool This sh** here is pimpin', hoe why would I lie? You gon' see a real n***a when you look me in the eye (eye) Smelling like a pound, cause I like to get high Walk into my granny house and she just stare me in the eyes (eye) "Boy have you been smoking?" and I say no and lie Even though she smell the weed and see the red streaks in my eye (eye) People give opinions on why not to get high But regardless what they say, Imma be smoking till I die (die) [Verse 2] Main b**h in my phone (phone) But she gets no reply (reply) Cause she know I'm that n***a (n***a) Excuse I'm that guy (sh**) Two hoes in the whip (whip) And they say that they Bi (Bi) And this the hand I'm dealt, so it's only right I try (sh**) f** taking a slice (slice) Cause I want the whole pie (pie) And my n***as gon' eat (eat) And that there ain't no lie (sh**) Y'all n***as is trippin' (trippin') These hoes I ain't tippin' (tippin') Take her to the back (back) And yank out them extensions (sh**) My game hella cold (cold) Cold up on these b**hes (sh**) Shoutout to A Y E (aye) If I forgot to mention b**h And I live by the code (code) And that's just how I'm kickin' it And y'all n***as is lame (lame) Cause y'all n***as won't with this sh** And I'm just giving game (game) But y'all n***as ain't listening I hop up on that plane (uh) And get straight to the benjamins I'm all up in your thang (thang) The p**y sweet as cinnamon I'm not the one to blame (blame) For f**ing all your women friends (For f**ing all your women friends)