Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rico Love] I be dambed if I let you broke bitches to yap at me about balling I entertain that shit for a minute or two, but I ain't feeling the shit that you talking Now you ain't pay for these bottles You ain't payed to get in A bitch gon have problems If I end up fucking your friend Now this my VIP, and you a guest, ho And I don't need that stress, ho You got ass and breasts, ho But that's a cheap ass dress though Save that for them week niggas Low self, cheat niggas You better get your facts straight I fucked you, I ain't sleep with you And yeah I took you shopping [?] And I can't have no rappy ass bitches hanging with me Cause these hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting them Cause these niggas be suckers, but me I don't [?] [Chorus: Rico Love] Them be the main bitches The ones who ain't got shit They the main ones talking that shit Nobody got time for that, bitch Them be the main bitches The ones who flexin all hard Bitch you ain't got no crib, bitch you ain't got no car Them be the main bitches [Verse 2: Plies] Read my lips, ho You ain't got a pot to piss in, [?] Always talking bout the next bitch The next bitch You ain't got no more than the next bitch Hold your weev like a fuckin [?] Can tell you did your own shit And always talking bout red bottoms, bitch you fucked for them red bottoms And keep sleeping on that floor matress, and bitch you gon have back problems And keep giving all that head away, and bitch you gon have neck problems Don't fuck that nigga that had a couple dollars, cause you could never get shit from him Y'all hoes got a lotta nerve talking slick Slick, expencive with the bitch talking slick Ain't got shit [Chorus: Rico Love] Them be the main bitches The ones who ain't got shit They the main ones talking that shit Nobody got time for that, bitch Them be the main bitches The ones who flexin all hard Bitch you ain't got no crib, bitch you ain't got no car Them be the main bitches [Verse 3: Rico Love] Your baby daddy ain't shit, his baby mama ain't either Both of y'all like to smoke, but can't put in on the reefer On Instagram, you be flexin bout you a bad bitch, and you's a keeper Talking all that fly shit, but you lying to all these people Stop taking pictures, ho Stop taking pictures, ho Bitch where your kids at? They never with you, ho All in the club dead broke, where that's gon get ya Won't get you wifed up, won't make you richer And when you look up in the sky, [?] I wish I was with that guy, when I was a bitch, 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 [?] [Chorus: Rico Love] Them be the main bitches The ones who ain't got shit They the main ones talking that shit Nobody got time for that, bitch Them be the main bitches The ones who flexin all hard Bitch you ain't got no crib, bitch you ain't got no car Them be the main bitches