Lyrics August Alsina – Bitches In ATL
Text:
Met this girl in A town
She said she moved here from the Chi
I asked her what she did for work
She told me she was getting by
She asked what kind of car I drive
That she’s about her paper, matter fact she was a chaser
Saw determination in her eyes
Hey girl, I ain’t hating
Go ahead and get your money baby
I will clearly move up out your way
Cause I ain’t the type of pay for day in
Runnin up on me, tryna ask for a G that shit crazy
Tryna to sex me down ’til I knock her up that shit crazy
I can’t believe she so thirsty that shit crazy
That shit crazy, that shit crazy
Ball too hard these chicks gon’ find ya, that shit cray
Ball too hard these chicks gon’ find ya, that shit cray
Ball too hard these chicks gon’ find ya, that shit cray
That shit cray, that shit cray
Ball too hard these chicks gon’ find ya, that shit cray
Ball too hard these chicks gon’ find ya, that shit cray
Ball too hard these chicks gon’ find ya, that shit cray
That shit cray, that shit cray
