Look At Y'all (Lookin' Ass Nigga Remix)

Bring that mic
You see I'm bout to talk a little crazy
Make sure it's no children around, no old folks
And I'm usually really respectful
It's just
It's just I had to do it
Nigga told me come get y'all
Aha! Uh

Look at y'all pitiful, typical, living with some bitches call yo sister you don't even know
Bitches
Look look, look at y'all bitches
Look, look, look
Aha, look at y'all worn out whored out, slored out, pussy walls tore out
All y'all bitches
Look look
Just look at y'all bitches
Look look

Tell me she want some red bottoms, give her little head
Got em, no problem, take a little trip
Leave yo kids home while you get a little dick
Tight bitch, thinkin you slick
Tryna get rich off a nigga like me type bitch
Know my real niggas gon' like this shit
They gon' love this shit, they gon' rock this shit
They like Nicki she didn't even have to drop this shit
But I got this shit, you can ask my clique
How many pretty bitches kicked out this bitch?
She just put a pic with a nigga up
And the same minute, that's when she hit me up
Talkin bout Trigga when we getting up
And you know it's been a minute since we really fucked
Get it up quick type bitch, in the whip type bitch
She don't leave a drip then you kiss that bitch type bitch

Look at y'all bitches
These hoes crazy, I swear out here
Sellin ass and dreams, frontin like queens but it ain't what it seem
Watch out for that
Type bitch
I've done seen these hoes jump table to table tellin fibs and favors
Look at y'all bitches
These hoes ain't yours, these hoes ain't mine
Nigga these hoes are by design
Look at y'all bitches

And I ain't through wit y'all bitches
Ain't nothing to do wit y'all bitches
I hit a couple y'all bitches then I'm through wit y'all bitches
Uh uh my ambitions
Like who is you talking to? Crazy
Shit is it you that I'm talking to baby?
These bitches be broke and these bitches be crazy
These bitches be broke and these bitches be lazy
When you get your money on your own
And you ain't let a nigga do it
That's when you can tell me that you grown
What you think a nigga stupid?
Look at y'all just turned dyke ass hoes
And you used to be like that hoes
Look at y'all back fiend bitches
Never get a penny if you ask me bitches
Waitin on a nigga to come save you bitches
Ask God Oh Lord why he made these type of bitches
Tell me where your daddy go
I just wanna know
Who raised these type of bitches
Man I hate these kind of bitches
And if you're a good girl
Don't be trippin, I ain't talkin bout you
Talkin bout these bitches

No disrespect at all to my women that are ladies that carry themselves
Unlike these bitches, you know I ain't talking about you baby
I'm talking (Talking bout these bitches)
And I hate that I had to be so vulgar (Talking bout these bitches)
It's just when I heard this shit
I mean like I felt like an incredible time to say what's on my mind

Yeah
Nicki wussup?
I love you baby
Uh
Trigga
Trigga
Uh uh

Aha [x5]