Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh (I got the cash like Diego)
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh, ho
Got a mil' on me, still got in for free (the f*ck?)
Hood ho, black on black, me back, ride that shit on E (skrrt)
F*ck a store, new Balenci' drop, bring that shit to me (gimme that)
Of course that nigga ran to you, 'cause he can't f*ck with me (duh)
Million dollar thotty on the block, ho, the streets is tea
I don't box, pretty with a Glock, tell him, reach and see (try)
At your big age, how I'm, big dog, got him pissed off
I can't hold my tongue, I gotta get my licks off
Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh
Ain't never seen a hunnid with a crease
Bitch, duh
Ever seen a million dollar mink?
Bitch, duh
Crib big, lost my keys for a week
Bitch, duh
If I'm his ex, you know that nigga stalkin' me
Bitch, duh
I'm livin' in your head, rent free
I've curved your nigga a hunnid times and this the thanks I get? (Ungrateful)
Yeah, I'm the reason you in a happy relationship (the f*ck?)
DMs and my wrist be flooded every time I take a pic (blaow)
Bitches be in love with me, but actin' like they hate a bitch (aww)
Yellow coupe with a ceiling back, this a lemon drop (uh-huh)
Wake up fresh to death, they like, "Dreezy, make the killin' stop" (please)
He keep me in red bottoms, but he know for givin' top (uh)
Tell me how the f*ck is you committed, but your nigga not (what?)
Huh, you can't lil' girl, me, I got figures too (rich, rich)
Take a pic and crop his face up out my dinner view (all the yeah, yeah)
Ain't no beef, I'ma ignore you like your nigga do (who the f*ck is you?)
Ain't gotta ask if he trickin' when I'm with him
Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh
Ain't never seen a hunnid with a crease
Bitch, duh
Ever seen a million dollar mink?
Bitch, duh
Crib big, lost my keys for a week
Bitch, duh
If I'm his ex, you know that nigga stalkin' me
Bitch, duh
I'm livin' in your head, rent free
Dreezy - Bitch Duh Lyrics
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Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh (I got the cash like Diego)
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh, ho
Got a mil' on me, still got in for free (the f*ck?)
Hood ho, black on black, me back, ride that shit on E (skrrt)
F*ck a store, new Balenci' drop, bring that shit to me (gimme that)
Of course that nigga ran to you, 'cause he can't f*ck with me (duh)
Million dollar thotty on the block, ho, the streets is tea
I don't box, pretty with a Glock, tell him, reach and see (try)
At your big age, how I'm, big dog, got him pissed off
I can't hold my tongue, I gotta get my licks off
Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh
Ain't never seen a hunnid with a crease
Bitch, duh
Ever seen a million dollar mink?
Bitch, duh
Crib big, lost my keys for a week
Bitch, duh
If I'm his ex, you know that nigga stalkin' me
Bitch, duh
I'm livin' in your head, rent free
I've curved your nigga a hunnid times and this the thanks I get? (Ungrateful)
Yeah, I'm the reason you in a happy relationship (the f*ck?)
DMs and my wrist be flooded every time I take a pic (blaow)
Bitches be in love with me, but actin' like they hate a bitch (aww)
Yellow coupe with a ceiling back, this a lemon drop (uh-huh)
Wake up fresh to death, they like, "Dreezy, make the killin' stop" (please)
He keep me in red bottoms, but he know for givin' top (uh)
Tell me how the f*ck is you committed, but your nigga not (what?)
Huh, you can't lil' girl, me, I got figures too (rich, rich)
Take a pic and crop his face up out my dinner view (all the yeah, yeah)
Ain't no beef, I'ma ignore you like your nigga do (who the f*ck is you?)
Ain't gotta ask if he trickin' when I'm with him
Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh
Ain't never seen a hunnid with a crease
Bitch, duh
Ever seen a million dollar mink?
Bitch, duh
Crib big, lost my keys for a week
Bitch, duh
If I'm his ex, you know that nigga stalkin' me
Bitch, duh
I'm livin' in your head, rent free
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh (I got the cash like Diego)
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh, ho
Got a mil' on me, still got in for free (the f*ck?)
Hood ho, black on black, me back, ride that shit on E (skrrt)
F*ck a store, new Balenci' drop, bring that shit to me (gimme that)
Of course that nigga ran to you, 'cause he can't f*ck with me (duh)
Million dollar thotty on the block, ho, the streets is tea
I don't box, pretty with a Glock, tell him, reach and see (try)
At your big age, how I'm, big dog, got him pissed off
I can't hold my tongue, I gotta get my licks off
Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh
Ain't never seen a hunnid with a crease
Bitch, duh
Ever seen a million dollar mink?
Bitch, duh
Crib big, lost my keys for a week
Bitch, duh
If I'm his ex, you know that nigga stalkin' me
Bitch, duh
I'm livin' in your head, rent free
I've curved your nigga a hunnid times and this the thanks I get? (Ungrateful)
Yeah, I'm the reason you in a happy relationship (the f*ck?)
DMs and my wrist be flooded every time I take a pic (blaow)
Bitches be in love with me, but actin' like they hate a bitch (aww)
Yellow coupe with a ceiling back, this a lemon drop (uh-huh)
Wake up fresh to death, they like, "Dreezy, make the killin' stop" (please)
He keep me in red bottoms, but he know for givin' top (uh)
Tell me how the f*ck is you committed, but your nigga not (what?)
Huh, you can't lil' girl, me, I got figures too (rich, rich)
Take a pic and crop his face up out my dinner view (all the yeah, yeah)
Ain't no beef, I'ma ignore you like your nigga do (who the f*ck is you?)
Ain't gotta ask if he trickin' when I'm with him
Bitch, duh
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet
Bitch, duh
Big B, Bottega on my feet
Bitch, duh
Can't have your nigga back, I play for keeps
Bitch, duh
Ain't never seen a hunnid with a crease
Bitch, duh
Ever seen a million dollar mink?
Bitch, duh
Crib big, lost my keys for a week
Bitch, duh
If I'm his ex, you know that nigga stalkin' me
Bitch, duh
I'm livin' in your head, rent free
Writer: Seandrea Sledge
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Copyright: Lyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLC