Trash Hoes
I walk it like i talk it bitch niggas be barkin
I be by my lonely you cant even say you know me
If my name in his mouth then he really wanna copy
You cant be like me cause yo dress code sloppy
Trash ass hoes be the main ones talkin
You got to be glued if yo lace front poppin
Makin major moves why you niggas still blockin
Hatin aint me nigga that aint i
Its yung pot baby and im way too fly
Its all american grind so i gotta get mine
Bitch im still goin off leave the pass behind
I be rappin neva cappin still reppin the south
I do it big like a king on the way to the throne
I gotta win broke the vault so im taken it home
Trash ass hoes be the main ones talkin
You got to be glued if yo lace front poppin
Makin major moves while you niggas still blockin
Hatin aint me nigga that aint i
Beast on the loose better call up trump
Monster man shit big foot wit a pump
Yo nigga steady callin while i switch through the lanes
Ya boy is a freak he want some nasty ass thangs
Im a dog bitch barkin bread on you hoes
Get my snack ready cause im ready for some more
Never been scary bussin brains on the floor
Ion think you ready im here to take the fuckin show
Stirin up the crowd like some mutha fuckin cabbage
Boss bitch shit ion think you ever had it
Turnin heads daily im a mutha fuckin sabboth
And if you doubt it nigga come n test it if you ready
They try to bring me down but im humble
Load that shit up in the trunk n ima dump em
Been hustlin real hard real hard sense a youngin
So that shit you talkin lil bitch it means nuthin ha
Flippin through them faces straight thumpin
Speakers up loud for them mutha fuckin trump fans
Middle fingers up for them lovers and them haters
Who woried bout you bitch you aint even got yo weight up
Need to get yo cake up lil debbie on the line
Ms meka here and this lil bitch need some pounds
Brake that shit down flip it dip it secure the bag
Tried to take my place but im the best he ever had
Ass so plump got that cushion for that pushin
Believe me when i say i got that old and that new shit
I aint gotta brag about the freaky shit i do
Bitch ill suck his soul have him lookin for it to
Callin blues clues scooby doo and the gang
And have ya nigga callin bout some nasty ass thangs
Ion want ya man that lil scrub you can keep em
Frank aint talkin bitch this aint no meeting
Handin out greetings hallmark in this bitch
Vip only no you didnt make the list
Ms meka in this hoe drippin sauce on yo head
And ion want the boat ill take a choppa and a jet yah
I be by my lonely you cant even say you know me
If my name in his mouth then he really wanna copy
You cant be like me cause yo dress code sloppy
Trash ass hoes be the main ones talkin
You got to be glued if yo lace front poppin
Makin major moves why you niggas still blockin
Hatin aint me nigga that aint i
Its yung pot baby and im way too fly
Its all american grind so i gotta get mine
Bitch im still goin off leave the pass behind
I be rappin neva cappin still reppin the south
I do it big like a king on the way to the throne
I gotta win broke the vault so im taken it home
Trash ass hoes be the main ones talkin
You got to be glued if yo lace front poppin
Makin major moves while you niggas still blockin
Hatin aint me nigga that aint i
Beast on the loose better call up trump
Monster man shit big foot wit a pump
Yo nigga steady callin while i switch through the lanes
Ya boy is a freak he want some nasty ass thangs
Im a dog bitch barkin bread on you hoes
Get my snack ready cause im ready for some more
Never been scary bussin brains on the floor
Ion think you ready im here to take the fuckin show
Stirin up the crowd like some mutha fuckin cabbage
Boss bitch shit ion think you ever had it
Turnin heads daily im a mutha fuckin sabboth
And if you doubt it nigga come n test it if you ready
They try to bring me down but im humble
Load that shit up in the trunk n ima dump em
Been hustlin real hard real hard sense a youngin
So that shit you talkin lil bitch it means nuthin ha
Flippin through them faces straight thumpin
Speakers up loud for them mutha fuckin trump fans
Middle fingers up for them lovers and them haters
Who woried bout you bitch you aint even got yo weight up
Need to get yo cake up lil debbie on the line
Ms meka here and this lil bitch need some pounds
Brake that shit down flip it dip it secure the bag
Tried to take my place but im the best he ever had
Ass so plump got that cushion for that pushin
Believe me when i say i got that old and that new shit
I aint gotta brag about the freaky shit i do
Bitch ill suck his soul have him lookin for it to
Callin blues clues scooby doo and the gang
And have ya nigga callin bout some nasty ass thangs
Ion want ya man that lil scrub you can keep em
Frank aint talkin bitch this aint no meeting
Handin out greetings hallmark in this bitch
Vip only no you didnt make the list
Ms meka in this hoe drippin sauce on yo head
And ion want the boat ill take a choppa and a jet yah
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Writer(s): Tamika Scyrus
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