Bitches Get Stitches Song Lyrics
Bitches Get Stitches by Blood On The Dancefloor Stop the hate congradulate,
You know my name so eat some cake.
Party Hardy
Grab bacardi,
Talk your sh*t watch you get hit.
Save the drama for your mama
What's up with that awful gossip.
Don't be mad 'cause my hair is so rad,
Life is good up in my hood.
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.
Check yourself before you wreck yourself.
Oh My God! Blah blah blah!
I'm rated X, for explicit sex,
You can talk your sh*t,
You can run those lips your only
Making me famous, you ignoramus.
I'm so dangerous, so so so so dangerous.
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.
You can talk your sh*t your only making me famous,
You can talk your sh*t your only making me famous,
You can talk your sh*t your only making me famous,
You can talk your sh*t your only making me famous,
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.
b**ches get stitches they end up in ditches,
So get the riches
b**ches get stitches, end up in ditches
Get the riches.