Birkin Bag Bitches Lyrics

Pull up in the mmm

Pull up in that drop top

Who the fuck are you

Bad little thot thot

I seen you looking my way

With your friend but first I gotta say

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city, city

I don't need a city girl

Just want a pretty girl

Baby, take it off

Cus I'm about to break you off

Tell me if I take too long

If I take too long

I just want a real

I wanna feel some

You got that look that these bitches kill for

I want a real

I wanna feel some

You got that look that a real nigga kill for

I got my reasons

Tell how you feeling by the way your heart is beating

And I can tell that you hot the way you breathing

One time, two times

Now you feening

Screaming

Girl, I ain't like them sucka niggas

I'm a demon

Head first, deep in

Blindfold on so you can't see me

Two fingers in trynna drink that, drink that

Fiji, sex with me never PG

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city, city

I don't need a city girl

Just want a pretty girl

I want a real

I wanna feel some

You got that look that these bitches kill for

I want a real

I wanna feel some

You got that look that a real nigga kill for

Pull up in that drop top benz

Got five friends & they all hopped in

Had to cut a couple loose ends

Birkin bag bitches never love you in the end

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city, city

I don't need a city girl

Just want a pretty girl

The way you do that

We in a panoramic city

On a two-track

They feel your presence in the room

They saying who that?

I had to step in front of them & tell 'em move back

Move back, back, back, back, back, back

Bust down, check

Rollie, check

Spent a check

But I got it back

Need a bitch? Never that

Can't lose the bone

Over pussy cat

She broke my heart

Man, fuck her though

Twenty racks, but I need one hundred more

Oooo, I thought I told you

She dropped the pin

I dropped the dick

And now she's saying that she's

Too in love

She say that she too in love

I had to call Cupid

Call him stupid

This a groupie, dog

You acting foolish

Girl, just do it who you do it for

But keep it moving cus I told her, told her I don't need a city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city girl

I don't need a city girl

Don't need no city, city

I don't need a city girl

Just want a pretty girl

I don't need a city girl

Birkin bag bitches never love you in the end

I don't need a city girl

Birkin bag bitches never love you in the end