Bitches - Lil Debbie

I popped a couple mollies

Then I hopped in that ferrari

With a couple ratchet bitches, all they wanna do is party

Got like 4 grams in my blunt (My blunt)

Promethazine in my cup (My cup)

Couple 808s in my trunk

I’m a bossy bitch, so wassup!

I tell 'em, bitch you ain’t got shit on me

Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me

That’s why your man wanna feel on me

He fucking you, his mind still on me

Tell these bitches sorry, I don’t really mean to tamper

And I’m too legit to quit, you can’t touch it, MC Hammer

I got bitches who got bitches, they more badder than your bitches

And we hopped up in that party, let me call up some more bitches

Now we got that party bouncing, hittin' switches, hittin switches'

And you talkin' like you did this

But I lit this, you can witness

Now we turnt up and you turnt out

We burn it up and you burnt out

I’m caked up with my cakes out

And you eat that shit

One more time?

Now we turnt up and you turnt out

We burn it up and you burnt out

I’m caked up with my cakes out

And you eat that shit — Lil Debbie

(I tell 'em) Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me

You ain’t got shit on me (You know it)

Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me

You ain’t got shit on me

I tell 'em bitch, you ain’t got shit on me

You ain’t got shit on me, bitch you ain’t got shit on me

Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me

They call me the baddest bitch

Lil Debbie got cakes like Trina

Might be rollin' off that molly

I’m still rollin' with that nina

Got like 4 hoes on my low pros

So we lookin' out for them pot holes

Bitch in the back keep my cup filled

Bitch in the front got my pot rolled

Bitch you ain’t got shit on me!

That’s word to the 510

Bay City everywhere I go

These bitches stay mad I know

Up talkin' that bossy shit

I be movin' like bosses do

White Range, Black Range

I’m so fly I could floss for two

Gold all on my neck, chrome all on my ride

Os all on my check

Bitch, don’t kill my vibe

Pop bottles in the VIP

All yall bitches outside

10 hoes wanna leave with me

Tell them hoes, «lets ride.»

We got bitches that got bitches that more ratchet than your bitches

And your bitches want my bitches, so you leavin' with no bitches

Yeah we turnt up and you turnt out

We burnin' up and you burnt out

I’m caked up with my cakes out

And you eat that shit — Lil Debbie

(I tell 'em) Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me

You ain’t got shit on me (You know it)

Bitch, you ain’t got shit on me

You ain’t got shit on me

I tell 'em bitch, you ain’t got shit on me

You ain’t got shit on me, bitch you ain’t got shit on me

Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me