Artist: DMX Album: Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood Song: It's All Good Typed by: email@example.com, OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [DMX] Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? Chorus: DMX It's all good, it's alright Fuck all day, fuck all night Call my bitches, cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches East to the West coast, all my bitches [DMX] Yo Chickens is good for pluckin so I'm stickin bitches fuckin Got em trickin while they suckin, give em dick 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 bitches start a fight over some dick that they don't even own All I'm givin them is the bone Blowin up a niggaz phone, but ain't nobody home (damn) I'm in the zone, tryin to do things Let's turn this into a crew thing -- whassup girlfriend, you game? Don't wonder why when I leave at night It's because I thieve at night I'm leavin bitches not breathin right I fuck they head up with some slick shit Hit em off with some long dick shit Make it some quick shit, but rip shit Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday Knowin she'd be givin up the ass on the first date Chorus 2X [DMX] Flocks of bitches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins Got em doin shit they said they wasn't ever gonna do Like knowin I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to Still gave up the ass and dough, she was supposed to (what?) Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks Videos with the baddest hoes, suckin dick It's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong And honies 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 bitches to them outta state hoes, and even hittin gay bitches All I tell em is, "Let me get that," then it's on Knock her motherfuckin boots, and then I'm gone I got the white bitches sayin, "It's a black thing!" Cause I leave that hoe with no dough and plenty of back pain Chorus 2X [DMX] Bitches who get props, cause they know who can get got And they can get shot, by the way a niggaz lip drop Walk up in the spot, knowin what she want strictly When hon wants the dickly, 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 nuttin BUT THE DICK, and they lovin it! Huggin it, like it's they best friend, cause it is Word to Miz, fuckin with tricks is just biz I deal with strictly dimes Got em committin they first crimes Now she suckin dick, 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 shit I tell them bitches, "I'll be back," and they believe that shit! Chorus 4X [DMX] I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? (4X) Nigga..