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b**chES AIN'T sh*t
BEN FOLDS (Dr Dre)
Great tune. Deadpan it.
C Am Em
b**ches ain't sh*t
C Am Em
b**ches ain't sh*t
C Am
b**ches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
Em G
Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick
C Am
lets get the f**k out after you're done
Em G
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run...
F
I used to know a b**ch named Eric Wright
G
We used to roll around and f**k the hoes at night
F
Tight than a mutharf**ka with the gangsta beats
G
And we was ballin' on the muthaf**kin' Compton streets
Peep, that sh*t got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my muthaf**kin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a f**k where the b**ch was at
F
But she was hangin' with a white b**ch doin' the sh*t she do
G
Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2
F
And the ends she got didn't mean nothin'
G C
Now she's suing cuz the sh*t she be doin' ain't sh*t
C Am G
b**ches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
C Am G
So now she's takin' me to court (It's real conversation for your ass)
I once had a b**ch named Mandy May
Used to be up in them guts like everyday
The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung
I was in love like a muthaf**ka lickin' the protung
The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
F
I'm back to the muthaf**kin' county jail
Am
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
C
I get's released on a hot sunny day
G
My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre
C Am
Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news
Em G
Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues
C
I ain't been out a second
Am Em G
And already gotta do .... some muthaf**kin chin checkin
C Am
Move up the block as we groove down the block
Em G
See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock
C Am
Kick in the do', I look on the flo'
Em Em
It's my little cousin Daz and he's f**kin' my hoe, yo
F G...
I uncocked my sh*t...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
(spoken) Man, f**k that b**ch!
b**ches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick
Get's the f**k out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run...
I used to know a b**ch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and f**k the hoes at night
Tighter than a mutharf**ka with the gangsta beats
And we was ballin' on the muthaf**kin' Compton streets
Peep, the sh*t got deep and it was on
Number one song after number one song
Long as my muthaf**kin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a f**k where the b**ch was at
But she was hangin' with a white b**ch doin' the sh*t she do
Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or two
And the ends she got didn't mean nothin'
Now she's suing cuz the sh*t she be doin' ain't sh*t
C Am Em
b**ches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
C Am Em
So now she's takin' me to court (It's real conversation for your ass)
C Am Em
b**ches can't hang with the streets
b**ches can't hang with the streets
b**ches can't hang with the streets
b**ches can't hang with the streets