Tiffany - n***az & b**hes lyrics

[Hook - 4x] Where my n***as at, let me see your f**ing hands up (where my b**hes at, let me see your f**ing hands up) [Dougie D] Where my n***as at, b**h I'm throwing up the Southside In a big body Denali, flipping and swanging it wide What you looking at hoe, what you looking at b**h Come on my side with that tripping, then you get your sh** split Dougie D I'm off of the chain, and I'm staining they brain A guerilla that's raw and untamed, and I'm changing the game Pistol packing and opening gauge, with a aim in my range Motherf**ers they act like they strange, the game'll get slained Well look here whoadie, I'm a rider boy I could hot one up as fast, that's hotter than lava boy Me and my n***as, click up and pile up a lot of boys f**ing with some b**hes, they did this just rowdy boy Kicking up dust b**h, with this country kicking calico Dougie Deezy and Shano, it's simply it is you know To all of my n***as, that's tossing up your 24's We real on this end, and we keep it live you feel my whoa you feel me whoa [Hook - 4x] [Shano] Where my b**hes at, toss it up cause I'm repping my side All the way from BMT, down to the Southside of your town Jazzy and sophisticated they hate it, wanna try but they can't fade it Put that thang in your mouth, you taste it you like it you ate it Now what you know about them b**hes, that's clocking up dollas I'm all grown up, and got no time for no girls and they problems You see that big body Impala, on them corners cutting Now where my b**hes at, whoa y'all don't want nothing [Tiffany] You heard what she said, we b**hes all about our bread Ain't never been scared, my b**hes keep a level head You talking that sh**, you bumping jumping fly on it My name is Tiffany, so lil' b**h I get down on it I'm f**ing with n***as, and b**hes that be bout it bout it Like Dougie Deezy and that Shano, and weed endo got me Somebody better tell these hoes, how I work my jelly Now where my b**hes at, y'all wasn't ready [Hook - 4x] [G-Wis] Where my n***as where my b**hes at, blowing on swishas Backwood feeling touches, this G-Wis and Dougie Don't touch me 'less you f** me, matter fact don't even hug me I'm on this drank feeling sluggish, plus a n***a been hustling All day, running from the laws in broad day Look left look right, jump down the fire escape I'm safe at home, played another one for the team Another gun with a beam, make a mother wanna scream Good gracious hallelujah, when I put them hollows through ya Nightmare on Elm Street, a motherf**ing Freddy Kruger Tight n***a, gasoline and light n***as ask the lean in flight n***a And let me take a flight n***a, iight n***a What's the deal, tell me are you really real Cause I feel I'm really real, about really making a mill for real Can you feel a young n***a bout his scrill, popping pints by the seal n***as put your hands up, b**h [Hook - 4x]