Rico Love - Main b**hes lyrics

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Rico Love - Main b**hes lyrics

feat. Plies Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Main b**hes, main b**hes, main b**hes Now I be damned if I let you broke b**hes try to yap on me with that bug I entertain that sh** for a minute or two but I ain't feeling the sh** that you talk Now you ain't paid for these bottles and you ain't paid to get in So b**h go ahead with them problems if I end up f**ing your friend Now this my VIP and you're a guest, hoe and I don't need that stress, hoe You got a** and breasts, hoe, but that's a cheap a** dress, though Save that from them weak n***as, low self, cheap n***as Ain't 'bout to get your facts straight, I f**s you, I don't sleep with you And yeah, I took you shopping 'cause you was looking all cheap And I can't have no raggedy a** b**hes hanging with me 'Cause these hoes be acting up and these n***as be letting them 'Cause these n***as be s**ers, for me I don't need be sweating sponsored links Yeah, them be the main b**hes The ones that don't got sh** You the main ones talking that sh** Nobody got time for that, b**h Them be the main b**hes The ones who flexing on hard 'Cause you ain't got no grip 'Cause you ain't got no car They be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Lame b**hes, turn the lights on Read my lips, hoe You ain't got a pot to piss and who wouldn't have thought Neither you, dog, that's all, all we talk about the naked b**h The next b**h, well, you ain't got more than next b**h And hold your weave like a f**ing meth, can tell you did your own sh** And all we talk about them red bottles, b**h, you f** for them red bottles And keep sleeping on that blow-up mattress And b**h, you gonna have to back crawl and keep all that head away And b**h, you gonna have neck crawling You done f**ed a n***a to have a couple those But you can never get sh** from them You hoes got a lot of nerve talking slick Especially when the b**h talking slick ain't got sh** Yeah, them be the main b**hes The ones that don't got sh** You the main ones talking that sh** Nobody got time for that, b**h Them be the main b**hes The ones who flexing on hard 'Cause you ain't got no grip 'Cause you ain't got no car They be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Lame b**hes, turn the lights on Your baby daddy ain't sh** His baby momma ain't either Both of y'all like to smoke But can't put that on the reefer On Instagram you be flexing about You a bad b**h and you is a keeper Soaking all that fly sh** but you lying to all these people Stop taking pictures, hoe Stop taking pictures, hoe b**h, where your kids at? They never with you, hoe All in the club getting broke, where's that gonna get you? Gonna get you wiped out, won't make you richer, hoe, hoe And when you look up in the sky do you see hundreds of dollars? I know you be like, 'I wish I was with that guy but I was a b**h I should've been way more polite' Now you outside and we inside And you got nowhere to stay for the night Nowhere to stay for the night Now watch me play for that sh** Yeah, them be the main b**hes The ones that don't got sh** You the main ones talking that sh** Nobody got time for that, b**h Them be the main b**hes The ones who flexing on hard 'Cause you ain't got no grip 'Cause you ain't got no car They be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Yeah, them be the main b**hes Lame b**hes, turn the lights on