Cruella de Vil - Huey Mack

All my bitches bad, Cruella de Vil

Cruella de Vil, Cruella de Vil

All my bitches bad, Cruella de Vil

Cruella de Vil, Cruella de Vil

All my bitches bad and they love to ride like I’m Six Flags

I hit it so hard she get whiplash, put that ass in a motherfucking body bag

She stroking on my joystick, call my dick her Playstation

She love it when I hit it doggy-style, just like a Dalmatian

Girl, shake that ass a little

Show me what you got, ho

Homie you just make her drizzle, I make that pussy downpour

Oops, she wouldn’t let you hit?

I hit the second I met

She already gave me that so she’ll never get my respect

I said ooh, that’s your girl?

Ask her how my dick tastes

I fuck her once and I’m outie, she text me say I got sick ways

She say you’re just a pig, I guess that’s why I porked you girl

I’m not really an asshole, if you heard my songs then I warned you

All my bitches bad, but if you seen a show then you knew that

In the club like bitches Hue Mack, throw racks on racks on your racks

Like damn, that’s your girl?

You must not make her happy

I got your lady tweeting her boobies at me

Sorry, I’m a raunchy dude

You can’t really blame me though

Hit it then pass it like Rondo do, then sorry boo I gots to go

Got another city to be in, bitch I’m on a roll

And I don’t pay for shit, this route I’m on don’t have no tolls

A little bit out of control, I don’t care, not even a little

Got your bitches sandwiching me and they trying to get the pickles

Screaming «fuck love, that’s overrated», rather have your bitch naked

Don’t give two fucks about who hates it, with 101 bitches and they all wasted