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dmx - it's all good كلمات الأغنية

[intro: dmx]
love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
i love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
i love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?

[chorus: dmx]
it’s all good, it’s alright
f-ck all day, f-ck all night
call my b-tches, ’cause wherever i go, y’all my b-tches
east to the west coast, all my b-tches

[verse 1: dmx]
yo, chickens is good for pluckin’, so i’m stickin’ b-tches, f-ckin’
got ’em trickin’ while they suckin’, give em d-ck and they be buggin’
i’ve done it all – from mackin two hoes on a three-way
dominican hoes on b-way, country hoes in v-a
and they all say the same about my game it’s tight
that’s why every night a different group of b-tches start a fight
over some d-ck that they don’t even own
all i’m givin’ them is the bone
blowin’ up a n-ggas phone, but ain’t n0body home (d-mn)
i’m in the zone, tryna do things
let’s turn this into a crew thing — wh-ssup girlfriend, you game?
don’t wonder why when i leave at night
it’s because i thieve at night
i’m leavin’ b-tches not breathin’ right
i f-ck they head up with some sl!ck sh-t
hit ’em off with some long d-ck sh-t
make it some quick sh-t, but rip sh-t
then i’m out, just like the trash on a thursday
knowin’ she’d be givin’ up the -ss on the first date

[verse 2: dmx]
flocks of b-tches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins
got ’em doin’ sh-t they said they wasn’t ever gonna do
like knowin’ i’d f-ck the b-tch that she was close to
still gave up the -ss and dough, she was supposed to (what?)
pictures of b-tches and fl!cks of chicks
videos with the baddest hoes, suckin’ d-ck
it’s the dog in me, that makes me do wrong
and honeys can’t help but get strung (why?)
’cause the game is too strong (okay)
i like ’em greedy, black like edi
eyes beady, willin’ to give to the needy
i done ran through ’em all, from around the way b-tches
to them outta state hoes, and even hittin’ g-y b-tches
all i tell ’em is, “let me get that,” then it’s on
knock her motherf-ckin’ boots, and then i’m gone
i got the white b-tches sayin’, “it’s a black thing!”
’cause i leave that ho with no dough and plenty of back pain

[verse 3: dmx]
b-tches who get props, ’cause they know who can get got
and they can get shot, by the way a n-ggas lip drop
walk up in the spot, knowin’ what she want strictly
when hon wants the d-ckly, hon comes and gets me
hits me, pays me, doesn’t get crazy
knows to be swayze, ’cause that’s daddy’s baby
i keep them hoes in check, like the government
hittin’ ’em off with nothin’ but the d-ck, and they lovin’ it!
huggin’ it, like it’s they best friend, ’cause it is
word to miz, f-ckin’ with tricks is just biz
i deal with strictly dimes
got ’em committin’ they first crimes
now she suckin’ d-ck, for the first time
and ain’t no secret, ’bout how i freak it, when they sleep
didn’t never know how i peeped it, then creeped it
that’s how i know this must be that sh-t
i tell them b-tches, “i’ll be back,” and they believe that sh-t!

[chorus: dmx]
it’s all good, it’s alright
f-ck all day, f-ck all night
call my b-tches, ’cause wherever i go, y’all my b-tches
east to the west coast, all my b-tches
it’s all good, it’s alright
f-ck all day, f-ck all night
call my b-tches, ’cause wherever i go, y’all my b-tches
east to the west coast, all my b-tches
it’s all good, it’s alright
f-ck all day, f-ck all night
call my b-tches, ’cause wherever i go, y’all my b-tches
east to the west coast, all my b-tches
it’s all good, it’s alright
f-ck all day, f-ck all night
call my b-tches, ’cause wherever i go, y’all my b-tches
east to the west coast, all my b-tches

[outro: dmx]
i love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
i love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
i love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
i love my n-ggas, but where’s my b-tches?
n-gga

- dmx

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