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(We outside) Yeah Out here with my bitches, what we 'bout to do? Out here with my bitch, yeah, that my bestie boo Me and my bitches walk with attitude Out here with my bitch, out here with my bitch Baddies, where the fuck you at? (Ayy) Wanna see you shake that, shake all that ass (Ayy) (Baddies keep their bills paid) Yeah, that's a fact (Fact) Just got my hair did, forty-inch, jet black (Black) Pulled up in a Brink's truck Cuban links wrapped 'round my neck, I don't link up Big Bankz just walked in this bitch, throw them B's up Julio on the top of her head, got her T'd up Sending shots to you, you and you, but I'll be right here with my bitches Minding our own business Making bad decisions Out here with my bitches We got our own money Don't talk to nobody Making bad decisions Out here with my— Letras de canciones Out here with my bitches, what we 'bout to do? (Twerking at the red light) Bussin' out the roof Out here with my bitches and my bestie boo Out here with my bitch, out here with my— We got all this attitude and you can tell just by the walk All these niggas on my body, it's so hard to get 'em off In the bitty outside, with my girls, we the talk Got yo' nigga tongue-tied, mean mug 'em, we so raw If he pulled up in a Ford then I know he can't afford me (Skrrt, yeah) I like to be adored, so that boy better Dior me Kill a body, pull up outside, way they for me The way my bitches always gon' ride, get me horny I'll be right here with my bitches Minding our own business Making bad decisions Out here with my bitches We got our own money Don't talk to nobody Making bad decisions Out here with my— Uh Uh, uh, uh (Ooh) Uh, uh, uh (Uh) Out here with my— (Pick it up, girl, huh) From Letras Mania