All of Them

[Intro] (Zaytoven) All the bad bitches love drug dealers All the savage bitches love drug dealers All the college bitches love drug dealers Street shit, yeah [Chorus] All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Drug dealers) All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (For real, drug dealers) Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Damn, hah, yeah) But she fell in love with a drug dealer, ayy (Woo) All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Drug dealers) All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers (Uh, uh, uh, uh) All the savage bitches love drug dealers (Haha), yeah All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Ayy, who that?) [Verse 1] Pull up in somethin' that go real, real fast (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom) She got mad when I ask that's her real ass (Haha, this ain't real) This that real glass (Yeah), I'm smokin' real gas (Yeah) Don't pull up at the spot unless you spendin' real cash Turn the box Chevy to a 911 (Switch it up) Hundred thousand, all twenties, in the mattress (Dope boy) A half a million, all hundreds, in the attic (Trap, trap) All I see is money, two stacks for these glasses (Don't play with me) I call my lil' bitch RiRi, she said she a savage (Yeah) Put that dick up in her, have her singin' like she Gladys (Knight) My young bitch, she think she Trina, she swear she the baddest (Uh) A good girl can't wait to give a drug dealer them panties, yeah [Chorus] All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Drug dealers) All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (For real, drug dealers) Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Damn, hah, yeah) But she fell in love with a drug dealer, ayy (Woo) All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Drug dealers) All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers (Uh, uh, uh, uh) All the savage bitches love drug dealers (Haha), yeah All the pretty bitches love drug dealers [Verse 2] I'm just a trap nigga (Trap) My son a trap baby (Tre Tre) I'm just a trap nigga (Trap) My son a trap baby (Tre Tre) I'm just a trap nigga (Trap) My son a trap baby (Trap) My girl my trap bitch (Trap) I mean my trap lady (Ayy) Runnin' niggas out the game 'cause they outdated (Watch out) Now they didn't give it to me (Nah), yeah, I had to take it (Give me that) First, I got a sack (Yup), then ran up a bag (Woo) Young niggas run the hood (Yeah), and we won't give it back Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Drug dealers) Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Drug dealers) Now she out here hidin' dope and holdin' pistols (Haha, damn) Tryna be just like her best friend and her sister, huh, yeah [Chorus] All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Drug dealers) All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (For real, drug dealers) Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (Damn, hah, yeah) But she fell in love with a drug dealer, ayy (Woo) All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (Drug dealers) All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers (Uh, uh, uh, uh) All the savage bitches love drug dealers (Haha), yeah All the pretty bitches love drug dealers