Shawty, after all the fightin', the fucking's better
You got your left one and your right in, all of your vendetta
You punched me in my fuckin' jaw, you ain't have to do that
Just swung again and hit the wall, but I had to move back
I'm buyin' Plain Janes only for my main thing
And she still got the nerve to argue, I guess that's the way of things
All she do is bitch at me like that's her way of sayin' things
Bought this bitch a hunnid bags like they don't do the same thing (same thing)
Shit don't ever change, it'll never change
Even when I try to change my ways, you gon' stay the same
Then you wanna pop up on me 'cause my feelings David Blaine
Got them disappearin' niggas, listen up and hear this, nigga
How many of us bought this bitch a watch, and it ain't change shit? (Yes, I did)
How many of us bought this bitch a bag, and it ain't change shit? (I did)
How many of us bought this bitch a car, and it ain't change shit?
Man, it hurts to say, but some of y'all bitches ain't shit (damn)
I might need some therapy (therapy)
The last bitch I fucked with, lied and tried to publicly embarrass me (yes, she did)
So this album will not be about her this time
'Cause all that lyin' she did, fucked with my real bitch
Big time, this the sixth time I done fucked up
Big lie, got my bitch cryin' in the tub, drunk
She just caught me in 4K gettin' fucked up
Two bitches goin' both ways like some nunchucks

Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks
Nunchucks, nunchucks

I got two different bitches go both ways like some nunchucks
They fuck me good, on hood, if you hatin', I give one fuck
She wanna stay with me, well, I'm gon' let her stay with me (yeah ho!)
I got two different bitches switchin' positions, it's up, up
And if it's up, you know that that shit can get stuck, stuck
Come drip on my chocolate, shawty, come show me what's up, ayy
I got two bitches goin' both ways
Like some, uh (ooh)
Like some, uh (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Like some, uh (damn)
Like some, uh (yeah ho!)
Like some, uh (ooh)
Like some, uh (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Like some, uh (damn)
Yeah, yeah

I said, lil' bitch, I'm buggin'
Got two different women fuckin'
Don't leave home with your emotions
Girl, let's all get into somethin'
I'm tryna fuck somethin' so we can just quit discussion
I get the shit, but I, I get the shit bustin' (yeah ho!)
Call me up, up, uh
Houston, Atlanta, Vegas (yeah ho!)
Wherever you like to get naked, that's where I plan to take you
All 'round the telly, got you in lingerie masqueradin'
Say she a masochist, well, come give your master a kiss (yeah ho!)
I bought her a bag and then gave that shit to my other bitch
Look, you on some other shit, no, I do not fuck with this (yeah ho!)
Shawty, please, let me breathe, keep it G
Got me to my knees, pussy smell like Summer's Eve
I'ma fuck you both and leave like Jacquees

I got two different bitches go both ways like some nunchucks
They fuck me good, on hood, if you hatin', I give one fuck
She wanna stay with me, well, I'm gon' let her stay with me (yeah ho!)
I got two different bitches switchin' positions, it's up, up
And if it's up, you know that that shit can get stuck, stuck
Come drip on my chocolate, shawty, come show me what's up, ayy
I got two bitches goin' both ways
Like some, uh (ooh)
Like some, uh (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Like some, uh (damn)
Like some, uh (yeah ho!)
Like some, uh (ooh)
Like some, uh (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Like some, uh (damn)
Yeah, yeah

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Writer(s): Daystar Peterson