Never Trust A Bitch

[Intro: Too $hort]
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Bitches, bitches, bitches
Bitches

[Verse 1: Kee-Wee]
Niggas ride around scopin' hoes, G
Bitches like to sweat upon them niggas with them gold teeth
Just because they know a nigga bail
His face could be fucked up, but she might as well
Holler at this nigga anyway
Bitches like a nigga who can spend his money every day
Like me, I meet a bitch, dump a bitch
Hoes get this dickin' from this Kee-Wee, mane, they like this shit
No, I'm not the type to fall in love
Suckers fall in love, real niggas fuckin' hit that bud
'Cause from a bitch all I want is motherfuckin' money
Even though you ain't broke, ho, yeah, I know your check is comin'
Chargin' these bitches like a motherfuckin' credit card
I don't give a fuck about your motherfuckin' broken heart
Niggas like me know the game ain't gon' never change
Never put your trust into a bitch because she's tryflin', mane

[Chorus: Too $hort]
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Biatch, bia-bia—
Bi-bi-bi-biatch
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Bia-bia-bia-biatch

[Verse 2: Kee-Wee]
Kee-Wee kickin' shit back
With my niggas, smokin' junts, high as a motherfucker, mane, smokin' on a quarter blunt
Mane, I hit the ho, and time for me to go and bust a nut
Called my main bitch up to see if she'd let me get in that stuff
Yeah, she started trippin', hollerin' she gotta watch some fuckin' kids
Got my roadies lookin' and jokin' of that motherfuckin' shit
Vamped the scene, have to go and see what's up with that dumb bitch
Walked up in the house, seen the ho suckin' on a dick
Mane, I saw that shit, mane, that shit made me go berserk
I'm a true motherfuckin' player, but it still hurt
What am I to do, to this bitch? I never should've trusted her
Damn, I feel so fuckin' bad aside, 'cause I used to love her
The main thing, ho, that really burns me up, bitch
You never even offered to suck my motherfuckin' dick
Bitches ain't 'bout shit, they're never true to the game
Never put your trust into a bitch because she's tryflin', mane

[Chorus: Too $hort]
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Bi-bi-bi-biatch
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
Biatch, biatch, bia—
Bia-bia-bia-biatch
Biatch, biatch

[Verse 3: Kee-Wee]
See these ho, [?] pullin' nasty bitches
And these bitches got the nerve to talk much stupid shit about a young nigga like me, they say
You're broke, wuit spendin' all my fuckin' money on crack
You bitches got me all wrong
The crack monster is at your motherfuckin' home
It's your mother, your father, your brother too
Even your sister is givin' up the fuckin' chewin'
I ain't shit? I make you hoes feel ashamed
I'll do some crazy shit, I won't call out you hoes name
But I'll pass, I'm lettin' you stupid bitches know
I'm not smokin' so get the fuck away you hoes (Biatch)
Bitches ain't 'bout shit, they're never true to the game
Never put your trust into a bitch because she's tryflin', mane

[Outro: Kee-Wee]
Yeah, this Kee-Wee off in the motherfuckin' house
Yeah, we gonna talk about all these tryflin' ass g bitches on the roll call
That ho Keisha is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho Kay Kay is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho [?] is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho Kim is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho Stacey is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho Linda is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho Tracey is a tryflin' ass g bitch
That ho Squeeda is a tryflin' ass g bitch
Yeah, this Kee-Wee off in the motherfuckin' house
And I'm out