Ryan Conway - All Them B!tches lyrics

{ Chorus: Mathenee } See like a world champion She make that booty go straight to number one She like a hit saw She ace in the test She a world champaion She a 10 like camel ton Anything your b**h can do My can do it better Good Lord Have mercy Oh baby Going in for the gold Go crazy You making my mind go dirty See all them b**hes They wasting there time tonight Do you wanna love me? Cuz I'm the one [ Verse 1: Catch Lungs ] Gorganish, with my sword I am more important than you Sorta less Buzzing like a hornets nest Georgia Tech More or less my b**h deliver When I order s** I'm so obsessed I do confess Got the best caress I mess and mess With your b**h I want her less and less Every time I'm with my girl I'm like oh yes oh yes She got that special thing She the extra best (Hook : Catch Lungs) Keep stunting on my ma Number one Number one Keep stunting [ Verse 2: True ] For that booty call Once and for all She drops like rainfall Against protocol Yelling cannonball Just another happy hour Eiffel tower, with the waffle flower Easy like your mom When she puts out my pipe bomb Sealed like a water crest Let her press Vision her in her sweats CPS, I confess Man she has got finesse And moans I'm the best Who'd have guess? Booed a pest Every year that dress cost less and less I was your lad Now you call me dad Using tears of lube is very sad Horse play is so cliché I sleep never rest Quick eat my glow stick You lunatic Now she shines right around her waistline