Bitches - My Gold Mask

La-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da

You don’t know

Leave your bitches at the door

Leave baby mama for a whore

You smoke your rock, cause you can’t cock.

You switched your sugar smacks for apple jacks

Sit back to back with boulder.

Leave your bitches at the door,

Save your stitches for the war.

You talk your shit, cuz you can’t fit

All that baby-T in kitty pee and sell it back

as glitter.

Leave your bitches at the door

Got a little bit but you want some more

Cuz you can' t stop, without your pop

You got your fizzin' strumpet thizzin'

Slapper fixin' horsey tea.

Leave your bitches at the door.

Save your twitches for the ward.

Your teeth turn black, so how bout that?

You switched your sugar smacks for apple jacks

Sit back to back.

La-de-la-de-la-la

Leave your bitches at the door

You’re too hot for that

Save your stitches for the war

You’re too hot for that

Give your glitches to the board

You’re too hot for that

Leave your twitches at the ward

You’re too hot for that