Karaoké Bitches Ain't Shit Ben Folds

Bitches ain't shit

Bitches ain't shit

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Lick on these nuts and suck the dick

Let's get the fuck out after you're done

And I hops in my ride to make a quick run

I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright

We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night

Tighter than the motherfuckin' gangster beats

And we was ballin' on the motherfuckin' Compton streets

Peep that shit, got deep and it was on

Number one song after number one song

Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat

I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at

But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do

Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or two

And the ends that she got meant nothin'

And now she's suin' 'cos the shit she be doin' ain't shit

She found herself short

That's real conversation for your ass

I once had a bitch named Mandy May

Used to be all in them guts like every day

The pussy was the bomb

Had a nigga on sprung

I was in love like a motherfucker lickin' the pearl tongue

The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good

But I'm the maniac in black

Mister Snoop Eastwood

So I figure niggas wouldn't trip with mine

Guess what

Got gaffled by one time

I'm back in the motherfuckin' county jail

Six months on my chest

Now it's time to bail

I gets released on a hot sunny day

My nigga D.O.C. and my homie Dr. Dre

Scooped in a coupe

Snoop we got the news

Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in the county blues

I ain't been out a second and already I gotta do some motherfuckin' chin checkin'

Move up the block as we groove down the block

See my girl's house

Dre pass the Glock

Kick in the do' and I look on the flo'

It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my ho

I uncocked my shit

I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed

Three four

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Lick on these nuts and suck the dick

Gets the fuck out after you're done

And I hops in my ride to make a quick run

I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright

We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night

Tighter than the motherfuckin' gangster beats

And we was ballin' on the motherfuckin' Compton streets

Peep that shit, got deep and it was on

Number one song after number one song

Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat

I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at

But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do

Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or two

And the ends that she got meant nothin'

And now she's suin' 'cos the shit she be doin' ain't shit

She found herself short

That's some real conversation for your ass

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets