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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stormie Leigh Smith
Stormie Leigh Smith
Songwriter
Roy Tyler James
Roy Tyler James
Songwriter
Shelby Cheyanne Mcgee
Shelby Cheyanne Mcgee
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pussy so good make a grown man cry
We all bad bitches, we don't pick no sides
If you looking for the heat, we can meet outside
And if you're trying to catch a body, bae come on, let's vibe
Said "Hey, yeah, hey, yeah"
Backwoods with my bitches
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Fuck around, we'll give you stitches (give you stitches)
I'm just chillin' in the back, which is the place I call my home
I hit up Shelby K, what the fuck is going on?
Said we need to drink some drank, come up with a new song
Put these boys up in they place 'cause we got it going on
This for my girls in the driver seat
With their own car, who work hard all week
My band my bitches my Georgia peaches
Carolina cuties and the Florida heaters
Bubble bath bad bitch go crazy
Drink a whole handle for being a lady
BBL, I speak bad bitch language
Oh, I draw a crowd and I ain't even famous
Hate to see me go, but they love to watch me walk away
I ain't like these other hoes, I'm a different slice of cake
Bitch, I ride my own dick and I ride my own shit
Pull up on the scene, bet you ain't even gon' say shit
Pussy so good make a grown man cry
We all bad bitches, we don't pick no sides
If you looking for the heat, we can meet outside
And if you're trying to catch a body, bae come on, let's vibe
Said "Hey, yeah, hey, yeah"
Backwoods with my bitches
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Fuck around, we'll give you stitches (give you stitches)
You see in the backwoods, that's where you gon' find me
In the backwoods, it's so stormy in Shelby County
The ones who get it, they just get out
The ones who don't just make us famous
All these dudes be mad that they can't tame us
Hoes they hate us 'cause they anus
They so peanut butter jealous
And quite frankly, I could kill us
This that bad bitch language
Toxic hella dangerous
If we want it, bet we get it
If we speak it, know we mean it
Pretty stormy, causing havoc
Thunder booming lightning cracking
Show me cruising, moving madness
Show me known as being savage
Ain't no thorn 'cause we too trashy
No lost cause, yeah, we make magic
No cosign, we made it happen
Why they mad though we ain't shit
Pussy so good make a grown man cry
We all bad bitches, we don't pick no sides
If you looking for the heat, we can meet outside
And if you're trying to catch a body, bae come on, let's vibe
Said "Hey, yeah, hey, yeah"
Backwoods with my bitches
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Fuck around, we'll give you stitches (give you stitches)
Pussy so good make a grown man cry
We all bad bitches, we don't pick no sides
If you looking for the heat, we can meet outside
And if you're trying to catch a body, bae come on, let's vibe
Written by: Roy Tyler James, Shelby Cheyanne Mcgee, Stormie Leigh Smith
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