Ben Folds - Bitches Ain't Shit Intro - Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and suck the dick Get the fuck out after you're done Then 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 Tight like a mother fucka with the gangsta beats And we was ballin on the mother fuckin Compton streets Peep, the shit got deep and it was on Number one song after number one song Long as my mother fuckin pockets was fat I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at But she was hanging with the white bitch doing the shit she do Sucking on his dick just to get a buck or two And the ends she got didn't meant nothing And now she's suing cuz the shit she be doing ain't shit Bitches can't hang with the streets, She found herself short Now shes taking me to court, that's real conversation for your ass I once had a bitch named Mandy May I used to be up in them guts like everyday The pussy was the the bomb, had a nigga on sprung I was in love like a mother fucka 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 niggas wouldn't trip with mine Guess what? Got gaffled by one time I'm back to the mother fuckin county jail 6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail I get's released on a hot sunny day My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr. Dre Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got the news Your girl was trickin while you was draped in your county blues I ain't been out a second And already gotta do some mother fuckin chin checkin Move up the block as we groove down the block See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock Kick in the door I look on the floor (no chord) It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin my hoe I uncocked my shit, I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed (no chord) Man, fuck that bitch Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and suck the dick Get the fuck out after you're done Then 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 Tight like a mother fucka with the gangsta beats And we was ballin on the mother fuckin Compton streets Peep, the shit got deep and it was on Number one song after number one song Long as my mother fuckin pockets was fat I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at But she was hanging with the white bitch doing the shit she do Sucking on his dick just to get a buck or two And the ends she got didn't meant nothing And now she's suing cuz the shit she be doing ain't shit Bitches can't hang with the streets, She found herself short Now shes taking me to court, that's real conversation for your ass Bitches can't hang with the streets (x4)