Ms. Peaches - Down For My B's lyrics

(C-Murder talking) f** them b**hes Ladies, I ain't forget about y'all I'm down for my b**hes too you heard me TRU Records respect us I'd die for my b**hes, f** them other b**hes [Chorus - 2x] f** them other b**hes f** them ragged a** hoes f** them other b**hes f** them trifling a** hoes f** them other b**hes f** them dirty a** hoes Ole' nasty a** hoes Ole' stank a** hoes [Ms. Peaches] Man f** them b**hes, you think I'm worried bout them hoes All that mugging and bugging b**h I ain't bout no trouble Now you done let your girls buck you up with all that yapping b**h I'm bout action if you ain't know who I am I don't give a f** You got it on your mind well b**h it's on my mind too Whatever, whenever sh** I'ma bring that f**ing noise to you You and your click hollin' I'm bout this and bout that Well me and my girls b**h we gone show fa sho' we doubt that Them hoes mad cause I'm down with TRU Records riding Excursions DVD's on chrome interior leather but I bet you Them hoes don't, want to f** with me I got a click of gangsta b**hes that'll bust for me If you ain't heard this and that I tell a hoe to her face Don't give a f** what you got on you from that blade to that mace Cause if a hoe gone shake man that hoe better k** me Cause if I'm still breathing I'ma make sure that b**h feel me [Chorus - 2x] [Traci] Back up off me b**h, my time recognize Get up off me trick 'fore I expose your insides f** you b**h, remix, we can take it outside So these hoes can see, how real chicks ride Where they at, there they go, can't stand no fake hoe No stank hoe, no think she could when she can't hoe Confronting me with that bullsh**, liquor flow hoe You slow, make me bugged and sh**, but not no more How many hoes wanna go, against this chick right here Caps still and throwing this here with g-nice I'm right here You bout to sneeze ooh, look b**h I'm right here Go ahead and talk that sh** I'ma still be right here So how you think you posted up in your face, with your n***a Think you need to step back so you could see a clearer picture And girl, we here to let these b**hes know (what Trac') Girl f** what you going and f** what you stand fo' [Chorus - 2x] [Mia X] f** them other b**hes looking hard in the club Trying to bump cause they hating thinking to jump in the club Trying to stunt in the club like y'all bout that sh** We spraying mace dead in your face straight run you out that b**h Y'all hoes can pick if you want, but I'm not that b**h What, headline gone read Mama popped that thug And about my click, we so thick and we stay so fly I guess that's why you chickenheads can bust a evil eye Well please don't try, let the alcohol or the song bust you Straight razor cut you bunch of messy ugly motherf**ers Run up like we soft cause we pretty as mountains You b**h you, we fin to remmy red bottles to hit you You b**h you, and it ain't over till the paramedics come and get you High beamed up on stretchers you and your b**h crew We gone ride, we gone walk Better know where you walk cause uh, we go fo' My b**hes don't start but they do wild out We knock the gums out your mouth before we even get it out, f** em [Chorus - 2x] [Chorus 2] f** them other b**hes Cause I'm down for my b**hes f** them other b**hes I bust rounds for my b**hes f** them other b**hes I'm gone clown for my b**hes f** them other b**hes It's all about my b**hes [Chorus 3] f** them other b**hes Cause I rides for my b**hes f** them other b**hes I just tore up your tire with my b**hes [Chorus 4] f** them other b**hes I gets money jump slides with my b**hes f** them other b**hes It's all about my b**hes