SAINT HOE
Bitch is Insane, ho (shee)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, yeah
Bitches I'm missin'
I'm feeling like a Simp
You set me up, you set me up
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, (yeah)
Need to twerk, shit, I just feel like
I need to twerk, shit, I just feel like it
I got a lot of Beans and the Greens and
Potatoes n' Tomatoes and the
Lamb, Rams, Hogs, Maws, Chicken, Turkey, Rabbit
You name it girl, you name!
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, (yeah)
Bitches I'm missing
I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like... yeah
I got my meals
Got my bills
Got my chills
Swervin' woah, oh, oh
I don't wanna fall in love again, there's so much wrong
Afraid to lose my shit once again
All at once
I feel like I should just leave it be and carry on
But, girl you make me
Fuck wait
Girl you make me
Girl you make me
Feel so good inside it's almost scary
So much pain inside I cannot carry
What the fuck am I doing
What the fuck am I saying
I don't know
I tried to stay away
Not to fall in love again
Outta minutes, I'm outta this
"wanna chill?"
I feel like you did not specify
What if she wants to spend some time? (ohh)
Now that's another sign
So much forgiveness I'm feelin' like grandma-
God damn
Look I'm not your fucking toy stop playin' 'round
Look I'm not your fucking toy stop playin' 'round
Bitch is Insane, ho (shee)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, yeah
Bitches I'm missin'
I'm feeling like a Simp
You set me up
You set me up
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, (yeah)
Need to twerk, shit, I just feel like
I need to twerk, shit, I just feel like it
I got a lot of Beans and the Greens and
Potatoes n' Tomatoes and the
Lamb, Rams, Hogs, Maws, Chicken, Turkey, Rabbit
You name it Girl, you name!
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe (yeah)
Bitches I'm missing
I'm feeling like
I'm feeling like... yeah
I'm ridin' on that horse (On that Horse...)
That girl she be on ma fucking horse (That Girl...)
I drag her with me
She'd say she was forced
(I drag her with me on my horse)
I'm 'bout to call my wife (call my wife)
Tell her I found Gold (*gibberish)
She hands me some papers (*gibberish)
She said it's a divorce (*gibberish)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, yeah
Bitches I'm missin'
I'm feeling like a Simp
You set me up, you set me up
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, (yeah)
Need to twerk, shit, I just feel like
I need to twerk, shit, I just feel like it
I got a lot of Beans and the Greens and
Potatoes n' Tomatoes and the
Lamb, Rams, Hogs, Maws, Chicken, Turkey, Rabbit
You name it girl, you name!
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, (yeah)
Bitches I'm missing
I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like... yeah
I got my meals
Got my bills
Got my chills
Swervin' woah, oh, oh
I don't wanna fall in love again, there's so much wrong
Afraid to lose my shit once again
All at once
I feel like I should just leave it be and carry on
But, girl you make me
Fuck wait
Girl you make me
Girl you make me
Feel so good inside it's almost scary
So much pain inside I cannot carry
What the fuck am I doing
What the fuck am I saying
I don't know
I tried to stay away
Not to fall in love again
Outta minutes, I'm outta this
"wanna chill?"
I feel like you did not specify
What if she wants to spend some time? (ohh)
Now that's another sign
So much forgiveness I'm feelin' like grandma-
God damn
Look I'm not your fucking toy stop playin' 'round
Look I'm not your fucking toy stop playin' 'round
Bitch is Insane, ho (shee)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, yeah
Bitches I'm missin'
I'm feeling like a Simp
You set me up
You set me up
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe, (yeah)
Need to twerk, shit, I just feel like
I need to twerk, shit, I just feel like it
I got a lot of Beans and the Greens and
Potatoes n' Tomatoes and the
Lamb, Rams, Hogs, Maws, Chicken, Turkey, Rabbit
You name it Girl, you name!
Bitch is insane ho! (sheesh)
Bitch is a Saint Hoe (yeah)
Bitches I'm missing
I'm feeling like
I'm feeling like... yeah
I'm ridin' on that horse (On that Horse...)
That girl she be on ma fucking horse (That Girl...)
I drag her with me
She'd say she was forced
(I drag her with me on my horse)
I'm 'bout to call my wife (call my wife)
Tell her I found Gold (*gibberish)
She hands me some papers (*gibberish)
She said it's a divorce (*gibberish)
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Writer(s): Sedat Acar
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