~hook~ all my bitches love me... bitches love me... all my niggas front me... niggas front me... all my bitches love me... bitches love me... all my niggas front me... niggas front me... what? but what? what, what! ey? ~verse 1~ diamonds on my neck... watch is too damn, wet... dripping, off my flesh... tripping, on my sect... i-guess-right... all-my-bitches-like, them-yezzey's-right... all-my-niggas-like, them-prices-right... check-the-price-is-nice... yeah? yeah! too damn sick, yeah... too damn rich! ey? there's nothing to it, man! get that loot and ring... strange times, in the game, when, you, hang 10... bagging, change... like im, D.A.M.E. Dolla... on the, same shit... ~hook~ all my bitches love me... bitches love me... all my niggas front me... niggas front me... all my bitches love me... bitches love me... all my niggas front me... niggas front me... what? but what? what, what! ey? ~verse 2~ the kid shining bright... you can't cut his light... even though he's right... bitches wanting fight... yeah-we-push-and-shove, but-we-love-each-other... and-we, always smile... there's-no-time-difference... she's-always-missing, the nigga dip... yeap! bitch is so fine... she need no make-up, huh? every time she ride... she either, do or die... in the same pic... with a different bitch... i keep her pimped... i just walk around, and drag my foot... yeah, i keep a limp... yeah... ey? ~hook~ all my bitches love me... bitches love me... all my niggas front me... niggas front me... all my bitches love me... bitches love me... all my niggas front me... niggas front me... what? but what? what, what! ey?