Materialistic Bitch Lyrics
The song Materialistic Bitch is performed by Lil Boosie .
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[Chorus:]
Its All Because Of This Whip
Its All Because Of These Clothes
You's A Materilalistic Bitch (I Tried To Tell Ya)
You's A Materialistic Hoe (Yea)
A It's All Because Of That Cash
It's All Because Of That Dough
You's A Materialistic Bitch (I Tried To Tell Ya)
You's A Materialistic Hoe (Yea)
Got Nothin But d**k
Im Jus A Squirrel Tryna Catch A Nut
Trickin Dollars On Sluts
I Never Heard Of Such
Hoes Be Trippin
Thinkin Im Finna Spend Sum Money
But Im A Player
Got It From Ms. Sandra And Donnie
Beezy A Soldier
24/7 On The Street
So Aint No Fallin
We Fa A Muthaf**kin Freak
Say I Was Strugglin
Wasnt Nobody On Side But U
Would U Be Down To Ride For Me
Like I'll Ride For U
Oh Us A Gold Digger
I Remember When I Was Broke Aint Never Had A Bitch Like U Before
My Game Was Strong But Not That Muhf**kin Strong
Til That Bread Got Long
[?] Hittin My Phone
So Once Again Its On
And They Kno This
Thats Why They Jockin
Tryna Be My Old Lady
So They Could Break My Pockets
But Bitch U Got My f**ked Up
I Drop My Nuts On The Top Of Yo Head
We Could Never Ever Be Together
And Plus Im Knowin That
[Chorus]
[Phat:]
Its All Because Of My Money
Its All Because Of Dem Hundreds
Its All Because Of My Grill
Its All Because Of This Deal
Dem Hoes Be All On My Watch
Dem Hoes Be All On My Jock
I Think They All Gold Diggers
Finna Be Soon Straight Flippers
f**k Me U f**k Wit My Click (3 Deep)
Best Believe
And It Aint Gon Quit (Not Wit Me)
Slutastic Dog a*s Bitch
Without This Guh U Wouldnt B Shit
Walk Around Wit Cha Stupid a*s
U Deserve A Straight Kick In Ya a*s
Matter Fact U Can Pack Yo Bags
Like Webbie I Dont Want Yo a*s No Mo Cuz
[Chorus]
[Shell:]
These Dog a*s Hoes
Chapped a*s Hoes
Im Bout 2 Picket Bout These Ratchet a*s Hoes
Neisha, Lisa And Theresa
Shell Even f**ked Keisha
Dog I Hit Jalisa In The Bac Of The f**kin Bleachers
I Guess Thats My Way Of Showin My a*s To My Teachers
Better Find Ya Baby Daddy
Bitch I Cant Feed Ya
U See This New Whip And This Big Grip And Now U Cheesed Up
Phat These Hoes Be Down Bad
Goin All Kinda Crosses And Makin A Nigga Mad
Worryin Bout The Next Bitch
U Gon On That X Bitch
She s*ck d**k
For Sum Pills And A New Outfit
I Get The pus*y Then Im Out Bitch
And I Guess Thats Y Them Dog a*s Hoes Call Me That Out d**k
Holla At Me When Im Out Bitch
Make A Pimp Rich
Hit The Strip While Big Daddy Count Chips
[Chorus]