F**K YOU HOE (feat. pbaby, shakes, jufro & Stewie Beats)
She a sweet sweet lil honey bee
She wanna fuck outside suck my Sunny D
She want more than just my money green
Cuz she stuck around just to cuddle me
And its funny, she bounce like a bunny rabbit
She bounce and she bend like some acrobatics
We smashin' with passion on sight automatic
In the backseat last week left lane passin'
I'm massive, rearrange her intestine
Bustin', and my load get to rushin'
Catchin', these kids with protection
Trust me, never be unlucky
What I said, where I been, what I did
In a bed, gettin head, tuckin' in
When I'm up, fuckin' up, gettin dubs
When I'm down, lavender pillow plush
Cuz why?
Did you not tell me you're a hoe
Why?
Did I ever have to know
Cuz fuck you hoe (Hoe)
Fuck you hoe (Hoe)
Fuck you hoe (Hoe)
Stupid hoe
Hoe
Hoe
Hoe
Bitch I'm the shit no doodoo
Look like a banker all these checks that I blew through
Never leave the crib maybe once in a blue moon
Who ain't got no bitches? Bitch you do
Ay, we be mobbin' on the block
PJ made the track so you know it's finna knock (And Jonah)
She be callin' out my name while she ridin' on my cock
Ay, ay
Treat that pussy like a school, Imma shoot some kids in it
Never trust a bitch yeah it's been a hot minute
They always tryna copy but they cannot keep with it
Bitches tryna cuff me but I only wanna hit it
Jugglin' these hoes looks like I'm in the circus
Bitches wanna talk shut up start twerkin'
All up in her guts yeah I'm all up in her cervix
When I come around bitches, they pussy get nervous
Bitch ass
We gon' switch paths
Ditch bags in the woods think fast
Which ass gon' make you skip class
Goin fast in the lane on the train to break bad
Snakes mad, you can watch em slither
From the floor to the door know this shit ain't for beginners
Born sinner
Torn between a dinner
With your girl or the swirl that I give her like a kinder
No prize (Dammit)
We expose lies
Head to the toe stay covered in the ice
Dick time
She gon' lick mine
I hit her with a text cuz I just thought a sick line
Shawty always on my body like to grind, and she tellin' me I'm fine
I said I already know boo
Yeah she like the poke game, stroke game on some PGA shit
Made the mothafuckin' Pro Tour
And this bitch steady firin' my line all the time
She say papi won't you come through
I told her "Baby, yeah I know I drive you crazy
Hate to break it to you, I don't even want you"
She said "Crazy? You ain't seen that shit"
And I knew it was bad because she had the accent
Had to head out the bitch I hopped up in the Black Benz
Then she chased me down and fuckin' crashed that shit
She wanna fuck outside suck my Sunny D
She want more than just my money green
Cuz she stuck around just to cuddle me
And its funny, she bounce like a bunny rabbit
She bounce and she bend like some acrobatics
We smashin' with passion on sight automatic
In the backseat last week left lane passin'
I'm massive, rearrange her intestine
Bustin', and my load get to rushin'
Catchin', these kids with protection
Trust me, never be unlucky
What I said, where I been, what I did
In a bed, gettin head, tuckin' in
When I'm up, fuckin' up, gettin dubs
When I'm down, lavender pillow plush
Cuz why?
Did you not tell me you're a hoe
Why?
Did I ever have to know
Cuz fuck you hoe (Hoe)
Fuck you hoe (Hoe)
Fuck you hoe (Hoe)
Stupid hoe
Hoe
Hoe
Hoe
Bitch I'm the shit no doodoo
Look like a banker all these checks that I blew through
Never leave the crib maybe once in a blue moon
Who ain't got no bitches? Bitch you do
Ay, we be mobbin' on the block
PJ made the track so you know it's finna knock (And Jonah)
She be callin' out my name while she ridin' on my cock
Ay, ay
Treat that pussy like a school, Imma shoot some kids in it
Never trust a bitch yeah it's been a hot minute
They always tryna copy but they cannot keep with it
Bitches tryna cuff me but I only wanna hit it
Jugglin' these hoes looks like I'm in the circus
Bitches wanna talk shut up start twerkin'
All up in her guts yeah I'm all up in her cervix
When I come around bitches, they pussy get nervous
Bitch ass
We gon' switch paths
Ditch bags in the woods think fast
Which ass gon' make you skip class
Goin fast in the lane on the train to break bad
Snakes mad, you can watch em slither
From the floor to the door know this shit ain't for beginners
Born sinner
Torn between a dinner
With your girl or the swirl that I give her like a kinder
No prize (Dammit)
We expose lies
Head to the toe stay covered in the ice
Dick time
She gon' lick mine
I hit her with a text cuz I just thought a sick line
Shawty always on my body like to grind, and she tellin' me I'm fine
I said I already know boo
Yeah she like the poke game, stroke game on some PGA shit
Made the mothafuckin' Pro Tour
And this bitch steady firin' my line all the time
She say papi won't you come through
I told her "Baby, yeah I know I drive you crazy
Hate to break it to you, I don't even want you"
She said "Crazy? You ain't seen that shit"
And I knew it was bad because she had the accent
Had to head out the bitch I hopped up in the Black Benz
Then she chased me down and fuckin' crashed that shit
Credits
Writer(s): Silas Crocker
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