This is a song about "What it do bitch"

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

Tell the bitch to leave the crib cos that is what i gotta do

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Do what you want, there is no way you'll stop it

They ask me what i do it for

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

What can i do, about your fucken life, a bitch like you don't deserve to survive

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

They ask me what i do it for

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Bitch i know pain all i do is control it

Goddam, i forgot my vitamins, do you know what time it is?

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

What would i do if i could reverse it?