The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Bitches ain't shit
Bitches ain't shit
[Chorus]
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick
lets get the fuck out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
Tight than a motherfucker with the gangster beats
And we was ballin' on the motherfuckin' Compton streets
Peep, that shit got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do
Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2
And the ends she got didn't mean nothin'
Now she's suing cause the shit she be doin' ain't shit
Bitches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
It's real conversation for your ass
I once had a bitch named Mandy May
Used to be up in them guts like everyday
The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung
I was in love like a motherfucker lickin' the pro-tung
The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggas wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfuckin' county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I get's released on a hot sunny day
My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre
Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news
Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues
I ain't been out a second
And already gotta do some motherfuckin' chin checkin'
Move up the block as we groove down the block
See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock
Kick in the do', I look on the flo'
It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo
I un-cocked my shit,I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
Man, fuck that bitch!
[Chorus]
Bitches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
It's real conversation for your ass
[Repeat: x4]
Bitches can't hang with the streets
Bitches ain't shit
[Chorus]
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick
lets get the fuck out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
Tight than a motherfucker with the gangster beats
And we was ballin' on the motherfuckin' Compton streets
Peep, that shit got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do
Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2
And the ends she got didn't mean nothin'
Now she's suing cause the shit she be doin' ain't shit
Bitches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
It's real conversation for your ass
I once had a bitch named Mandy May
Used to be up in them guts like everyday
The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung
I was in love like a motherfucker lickin' the pro-tung
The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggas wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfuckin' county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I get's released on a hot sunny day
My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre
Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news
Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues
I ain't been out a second
And already gotta do some motherfuckin' chin checkin'
Move up the block as we groove down the block
See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock
Kick in the do', I look on the flo'
It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo
I un-cocked my shit,I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
Man, fuck that bitch!
[Chorus]
Bitches can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's takin' me to court
It's real conversation for your ass
[Repeat: x4]
Bitches can't hang with the streets
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This song means so much to me. When my dog died last November, I fell into a deep depression. But then Ben Folds' cover carried me through the rough times and I came to realize: bitches ain't shit. I'm glad my dog is ****ing dead. I'm getting some goldfish instead.
lol!
Ben Folds shows how gangsta scrawny white guys are. Representing for all the emo kids out there. This is the best cover song I've ever heard...and I've heard a lot.
sweet song... one of the funniest covers ever.
haha i love this song, it reminds me of wannabe black guys
I ain't been out a second and already I gotta do some muthafuckin' chin checkin'. Welcome to my life.
you, sir, have issues.
hahahahahahaha, my thoughts exactly
hahahahahahaha, my thoughts exactly
ben folds is my gangsta nigga. we be pimpin dat shit hot ta death. yo girl, you wont suck this dick. you wont.
in the second verse, is that ben folds with a lower raspier voice or is that another person, couldnt figure that one out.
I don't think it is Ben on the second verse... I could be wrong, but it sounds an awful lot like Kurt Wagner of Lambchop
haha this song was hilarious when he played this live.