Fan Hoes
Hm
(I ain't talkin' 'bout my real fam') fan, groupie, groupie, fan
(Talkin' 'bout dirty -) fan, groupie, groupie
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie
Fan, fan (damn, Trademark!)
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Makin' posts like we was somethin', baby, all I did was - (all I did was -)
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Tellin' people we was somethin', baby, all I did was -
They ain't nothin' but some
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
"Nardo, what's her name? Didn't you hit her?"
I don't be knowin' their names, I go by pictures (I go by pictures)
She cryin' 'cause I played her, go buy tissues (go buy tissues)
She ain't used to guys like me, I know her - (uh-uh)
Break her back, and I tell Tutu, "Call my phone, so I can leave" (so I can go)
She get up and walk me to the door
Got carpet burn all on her knees (on her)
She kinda tall, well, I'm a monkey, look at me, I'm climbin' trees
She say I knocked on her pier, look at me, I'm bangin' Bs
(Ring it up, ring it up, ring it up, yeah)
Don't give a - about no -, call yo' uncle, daddy, brother
I'm the stepper that's gon' stomp when it come the time to be a stomper
I don't like the baggy jeans 'cause it be hard to tuck my cutter
Put my finger in that other hole
'Cause she like when I do it (like when I do it)
She so petty, she get mad
Whenever her friends go on my music (friends go on my music)
Make everybody dance
How they dance? I don't know
I guess this chopper sound like music
I keep that stick by the bed like I'm Aiden (like I'm Aiden)
I wore a rubber, - still screamed, "Baby"
You was a nut, honey, you was not my lady
Got her out of Carolina, whip turned her crazy (uh, whip turned her)
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Makin' posts like we was somethin', baby, all I did was -
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Tellin' people we was somethin', baby, all I did was -
They ain't nothin' but some
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, groupie, groupie, fan
Fan, fan, groupie
Groupie, groupie, fan, fan, groupie, groupie
Fan, fan, fan
Ha
(I ain't talkin' 'bout my real fam') fan, groupie, groupie, fan
(Talkin' 'bout dirty -) fan, groupie, groupie
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie
Fan, fan (damn, Trademark!)
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Makin' posts like we was somethin', baby, all I did was - (all I did was -)
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Tellin' people we was somethin', baby, all I did was -
They ain't nothin' but some
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
"Nardo, what's her name? Didn't you hit her?"
I don't be knowin' their names, I go by pictures (I go by pictures)
She cryin' 'cause I played her, go buy tissues (go buy tissues)
She ain't used to guys like me, I know her - (uh-uh)
Break her back, and I tell Tutu, "Call my phone, so I can leave" (so I can go)
She get up and walk me to the door
Got carpet burn all on her knees (on her)
She kinda tall, well, I'm a monkey, look at me, I'm climbin' trees
She say I knocked on her pier, look at me, I'm bangin' Bs
(Ring it up, ring it up, ring it up, yeah)
Don't give a - about no -, call yo' uncle, daddy, brother
I'm the stepper that's gon' stomp when it come the time to be a stomper
I don't like the baggy jeans 'cause it be hard to tuck my cutter
Put my finger in that other hole
'Cause she like when I do it (like when I do it)
She so petty, she get mad
Whenever her friends go on my music (friends go on my music)
Make everybody dance
How they dance? I don't know
I guess this chopper sound like music
I keep that stick by the bed like I'm Aiden (like I'm Aiden)
I wore a rubber, - still screamed, "Baby"
You was a nut, honey, you was not my lady
Got her out of Carolina, whip turned her crazy (uh, whip turned her)
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Makin' posts like we was somethin', baby, all I did was -
Why these - cappin' on my name? (Why they do that?)
Tellin' people we was somethin', baby, all I did was -
They ain't nothin' but some
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, fan, groupie, groupie, groupie, groupie, fan, fan
Fan, groupie, groupie, fan
Fan, fan, groupie
Groupie, groupie, fan, fan, groupie, groupie
Fan, fan, fan
Ha
Credits
Writer(s): Horace Walls, Tyler Maline, Mingus Willems, Filip Kozak
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