Ain't My Girlfriend (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, French Montana, Joyner Lucas & Jeremih)

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Drumma Boy
 Montana! $hort, what's happenin'?
 Dolla $ign
 Joyner
 Woah, woah, oh yeah
 That ain't my girlfriend, that's my old bitch
 And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
 Oh nigga, you mad
 Yeah nigga, you pissed
 I know she's stayin' with you, but that's our bitch, woah
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 No matter how much you hate, she's still on my dick
 Nigga, I can still hit
 If I call that bitch
 I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don't trip
 That's still my bitch
 I seen the homie last night on some fly shit
 Had the nerve to introduce me to my bitch
 His main bitch is my side bitch
 She stayed cool, actin' like the shy chick
 I played it cool too, you know I didn't say nothin'
 'Cause not a lot of people know that me and her be fuckin'
 She sent a text, talking 'bout, "I see you player"
 I see you too, hanging out with a square
 But that's the type I like
 Spend the night but she's not my wife
 I fuck her good, but I'm not her man
 To tell the truth, I just hit it when I can
 That ain't my girlfriend, that's my old bitch
 And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
 Oh nigga, you mad
 Yeah nigga, you pissed
 I know she's stayin' with you, but that's our bitch, woah
 You's a lame and you know that, pussy throwback
 If I want it, she won't go back and you know that
 Thinking that you own that, picture that, Kodak
 You cuffing that, low jack, we smoking that, more yeah
 She want use the money you ain't talking 'bout none
 Show me your bad bitch, I'll show you nigga, tired of fuckin'
 300 the drop, 3 bottles Cîroc
 3 models to pop, presidental, Barack
 Leaning in the sport, pimping is a sport
 Pulling up with $hort, you niggas money short
 Oh that's your hoe? Nigga, that's my hoe too
 Heard she used to fuck with Ty, yeah Jeremih too
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 No matter how much you hate, she's still on my dick
 Nigga, I can still hit
 If I call that bitch
 I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don't trip
 That's still my bitch
 See all my bitches is bad, so I know it's no problem
 Know when he ain't around, prolly when she gon' call me
 I know she come to play, she chase me state to state
 Swear these niggas be jealous, that's why females trade
 She hit me on the phone, say she be home alone
 Off Hennessy and Patron, tweetin' 'bout my cologne
 I be in New York, fuckin' her to Too $hort
 Hit that pussy so good, said she need new pork
 You don't even got what I be giving
 The truth is you could never hit the spots that I be hitting
 I know she love when I be on top when I be in it
 Even when we finish, you should hear the props that I be getting
 I pull up, and hit it out front
 And then I dip when I'm done
 Even if y'all were married, I'd still get hit when I want
 Every time that she near me, I'm still gon' get what I want
 Break up your happy family, and tell you "look what I've done"
 I've gotten dirtier now, she's gotten flirtier now
 She wrote her name on my dick, I'm putting words in her mouth
 When Joyner Lucas in town, there's lots to worry about
 Yeah, that's my bitch if you ain't heard in a while
 That ain't my girlfriend, that's my old bitch
 And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
 Oh nigga, you mad, yeah nigga, you pissed
 I know she's stayin' with you, but that's our bitch, woah
 
 Drumma Boy
 Montana! $hort, what's happenin'?
 Dolla $ign
 Joyner
 Woah, woah, oh yeah
 That ain't my girlfriend, that's my old bitch
 And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
 Oh nigga, you mad
 Yeah nigga, you pissed
 I know she's stayin' with you, but that's our bitch, woah
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 No matter how much you hate, she's still on my dick
 Nigga, I can still hit
 If I call that bitch
 I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don't trip
 That's still my bitch
 I seen the homie last night on some fly shit
 Had the nerve to introduce me to my bitch
 His main bitch is my side bitch
 She stayed cool, actin' like the shy chick
 I played it cool too, you know I didn't say nothin'
 'Cause not a lot of people know that me and her be fuckin'
 She sent a text, talking 'bout, "I see you player"
 I see you too, hanging out with a square
 But that's the type I like
 Spend the night but she's not my wife
 I fuck her good, but I'm not her man
 To tell the truth, I just hit it when I can
 That ain't my girlfriend, that's my old bitch
 And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
 Oh nigga, you mad
 Yeah nigga, you pissed
 I know she's stayin' with you, but that's our bitch, woah
 You's a lame and you know that, pussy throwback
 If I want it, she won't go back and you know that
 Thinking that you own that, picture that, Kodak
 You cuffing that, low jack, we smoking that, more yeah
 She want use the money you ain't talking 'bout none
 Show me your bad bitch, I'll show you nigga, tired of fuckin'
 300 the drop, 3 bottles Cîroc
 3 models to pop, presidental, Barack
 Leaning in the sport, pimping is a sport
 Pulling up with $hort, you niggas money short
 Oh that's your hoe? Nigga, that's my hoe too
 Heard she used to fuck with Ty, yeah Jeremih too
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 Nigga, that's my bitch
 No matter how much you hate, she's still on my dick
 Nigga, I can still hit
 If I call that bitch
 I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don't trip
 That's still my bitch
 See all my bitches is bad, so I know it's no problem
 Know when he ain't around, prolly when she gon' call me
 I know she come to play, she chase me state to state
 Swear these niggas be jealous, that's why females trade
 She hit me on the phone, say she be home alone
 Off Hennessy and Patron, tweetin' 'bout my cologne
 I be in New York, fuckin' her to Too $hort
 Hit that pussy so good, said she need new pork
 You don't even got what I be giving
 The truth is you could never hit the spots that I be hitting
 I know she love when I be on top when I be in it
 Even when we finish, you should hear the props that I be getting
 I pull up, and hit it out front
 And then I dip when I'm done
 Even if y'all were married, I'd still get hit when I want
 Every time that she near me, I'm still gon' get what I want
 Break up your happy family, and tell you "look what I've done"
 I've gotten dirtier now, she's gotten flirtier now
 She wrote her name on my dick, I'm putting words in her mouth
 When Joyner Lucas in town, there's lots to worry about
 Yeah, that's my bitch if you ain't heard in a while
 That ain't my girlfriend, that's my old bitch
 And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
 Oh nigga, you mad, yeah nigga, you pissed
 I know she's stayin' with you, but that's our bitch, woah
 

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