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letra de the hoe song - frey the animal

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[intro]

uh-uh
uh-uh

[verse 1]

b-tch, i’m at the summit and you can’t one up me
i came to raise stakes and slay like buffy
i told you b-tch, work, but you play like puppies
i would say bye, but you make no money
bippity boppity, ain’t no magic be stopping me
you got cash you can shop with me, press play you can bop to me
the compet-tion allegedly can’t handle this legend here
i never punish em mellowly, you be pr-ne to the penalty
no warning, they already know i’m frightening
strike you like a superhuman powered by lightning
i’m too d-mn brightening, my flow keep tightening
i’m so enticing, i just keep striking
i cut through the membrane, i’m everyone’s sensei
i’m outta this world, and b-tch you are mundane
i’m covered in nice chains, in gold, i sunbathe
i’m eating these b-tches i’m at the top of the food chain

[pre-chorus]

i got the d-ck locked down like a crime scene, b-tches
rub this p-ssy, it’ll grant your wishes
none of these hoes is my compet-tion
give it up sl-t, i’m real ambitious (uh-uh)
getting money like a stripper hoe
he be sneakin’ out at night on his tippy toes
then i take him out, you know, to sip and such
i could go for his money but that d-ck’s enough

[hook]

stretch it, what’s that sh-t?
b-tch with the weave, i’ll sn-tch it
i’m ratchet, go bat sh-t
i ain’t up for that mad sh-t

stretch it, what’s that sh-t?
b-tch with the weave, i’ll sn-tch it
i’m ratchet, go bat sh-t
i ain’t up for that mad sh-t

[verse 2]

angel of nemesis, drape me in gains
your lucid arrogance will soon have you running in shame
pretty soon they will all be making fun of your name
you going on and on, but really you have no sustain
guns, i be c-cking like a chicken do
pullin out cards, i be tricking you
got a fat -ss you can dip into
if you got a big d-ck, you can stick in too
look baby all you need to do is mine for this diamond
why she even here? she be broke like hymens
took a look at you, said no like simon (no)
b-tch i’m headed for the top and i ain’t done rhymin
i get it poppin’ like a pepsi can
way too chill to deal with your epilepsy man
i’ll k!ll you faster than a ramadan
executing b-tches, w-ssup saddam?

[pre-chorus]

i got the d-ck locked down like a crime scene, b-tches
rub this p-ssy, it’ll grant your wishes
none of these hoes is my compet-tion
give it up sl-t, i’m real ambitious
getting money like a stripper hoe
he be sneakin’ out at night on his tippy toes
then i take him out, you know, to sip and such
i could go for his money but that d-ck’s enough

[hook]

stretch it, what’s that sh-t?
b-tch with the weave, i’ll sn-tch it
i’m ratchet, go bat sh-t
i ain’t up for that mad sh-t

stretch it, what’s that sh-t?
b-tch with the weave, i’ll sn-tch it
i’m ratchet, go bat sh-t
i ain’t up for that mad sh-t

[bridge]

i’m counting chips and i’m taking sips, i seen your man, and i’m on his d-ck
i’m counting chips and i’m taking sips, i seen your man, and i be on his d-ck

i’m counting chips and i’m taking sips, i seen your man, and i’m on his d-ck
i’m counting chips and i’m taking sips, i seen your man, and i be on his d-ck

[verse 3]

don’t p-ss on me, i’m already showered in gold
i already f-cked your man seven hours ago
you ain’t had the courage, no cowardly dog
and i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch i’m tarantino
i get lit like a rocket launcher
sorry for you baby, this must be torture
he ain’t choose you that’s some real misfortune
i deepthroat fellas, that’s d-ck absorption

[hook]

stretch it, what’s that sh-t?
b-tch with the weave, i’ll sn-tch it
i’m ratchet, go bat sh-t
i ain’t up for that mad sh-t

stretch it, what’s that sh-t?
b-tch with the weave, i’ll sn-tch it
i’m ratchet, go bat sh-t
i ain’t up for that mad sh-t

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