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letra de hoe hoes & hoestess - champion la deceased

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[intro]
ya’ll hear this
doot doot doot doot doot
hahahaha

[chorus]
icing her cream pie i’m doing the mostest
caught the attention of ho hoes and hostess
b-tch i be swingin’ through on top of trap sh-t
hop in the g-wagon, baby don’t boof it

came through with like ranch and a hunnid bands
none of these b-tches will understand (none of them)
that when i be pulling my wallet our money is different i’m always in command

[verse #1]
i never play around, i will body the b-tch
trace you and outline the white chalk for snitches (cha cha cha)
flexin’ guns but never shoot for a b-tch
just postin’ on insta then rack it back on the hitch (p-ssy)

opps on my -ss, don’t know what they’re comin’ for
bang bang bang bang

(boy i don’t know)

heavy gang bangin’ outside of my mother’s womb
choppa on standby with one bully in the groom (boom)
it will light you up… into… pieces… and… right into a légume

hollow points never catching civilians (doo doo)
boy i make trillions, you making millions (dat moneey)
throw my career up into the forward
you ain’t making money moves you’in reverse

deceased… don’t… even… give… a… f-ck (yah yah)
he stealing yo b-tch then she let him just t-ttyf-ck (foh real?)
moving, i be packing all this weight in the gold
smelt, cool, pourin’ up the new mold

remember this info ‘cause when i turn thirty this bullsh-t you hear me
(skrt skrt now, ohkay)
i’m rapping about will come true so the rollie, the rolls, and the b-tches will come off the tongue

[chorus]
icing her cream pie i’m doing the mostest
caught the attention of ho hoes and hostess
b-tch i be swingin’ through on top of trap sh-t
hop in the g-wagon, baby don’t boof it

came through with like ranch and a hunnid bands
none of these b-tches will understand (none of them)
that when i be pulling my wallet our money is different i’m always in command

[verse #2]
dippin’ up fronto with hints of a vanilla beans
ya’ll eat up beets, i’m eating these greens (facts)
dumb-ss smoke theirs without by any means
crushin’ myself with six grams of the protein (ahhhhhhhhh)

eyes are so drowsy, been knickin’ a slump
homies been saying i’m real from the jump (no joke)
but now these p-ssy b-tches cling on to me cause champ be getting it straight from the dump
(on god on god on god)

clingin’ it, clingin’ it, klingon you betcha i’m out this world
feelin’ it, feelin’ it, krokodil drugs
i don’t know what the f-ck that i’m on (because)

my vision is blurry, wrist on snow flurry (brrrr)
riverside packing up all of these furries
tail in your leg is the least of your worries
glizzy pull out with the d-ck holdin’ thirty (ahhhhh)

b-tch i’m not new, been cooking the stew (mhmmm)
working with me you should know i’ll refuse
get hit on the daily, look at it plainly
present in person she says, “hi i’m amy”

i don’t got time, i’m rollin’ with papers
shooting my shot it rolls in like the lakers (yeet yaw)
drownin’ you out underneath of the lakers (yeet yaw)
coming right out this that freddie meets jason

[chorus]
icing her cream pie i’m doing the mostest
caught the attention of ho hoes and hostess
b-tch i be swingin’ through on top of trap sh-t
hop in the g-wagon, baby don’t boof it

came through with like ranch and a hunnid bands
none of these b-tches will understand (none of them)
that when i be pulling my wallet our money is different i’m always in command
(with the bands)

- champion la deceased

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