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hoes mad, lot of hoes mad i ain’t even doing sh-t yet

hoes mad cause i’m opening doors and i ain’t even trying to beef with the broke or the
poor
uh, i trick n-ggas so they call me a wh0re but y’all low forty dollars and y’all down on the floor
n-ggas sad too throwing dirt on my name
the sh-t you b-tches do just for a second of fame
a b-tch screw’s gone and you think it’s a
game
a lot of n-ggas p-ssy pressing i ain’t f-cking no lames
uh, i don’t f-ck for a quick buck
they popping p-ssy for a decade and they still stuck
these stupid p-ssy ass n-ggas wanna push love
i post a selfie and these n-ggas think i wanna f-ck
uh, but see a hoe need love too
and not the kind from your chest but thеm pockets boo
don’t need no n-gga running game with the
wrong shoеs
you know you used to f-cking p-ssy thats some bad news
uh, i’m teaching b-tches how to get it but they don’t get it
they see a n-gga with a porsche and they think he spending
them be the main ones broke and barely winning
f-ck cash i need a n-gga with no credit limit
quick nuts cuz my cat good
it’s very rare you find a n-gga with some good wood
i like a classy motherf-cker but he real hood
i light your p-ssy ass up like some firewood, uh
yeah i try that love sh-t and you played me
you only wanna f-ck me and parade me
try to spare these motherf-ckers from the old me
being for a f-ck n-gga bought the cold me
f-ck love, don’t need no n-gga who gon’ hold me
they only want a bad b-tch for a trophy
not beefing with these side b-tches or no wifeys
these nomadic ass b-tches with no house keys

p-ssy ass n-gga turn my heart to a cold b-tch
i had to learn to get paid for the f-ck sh-t
don’t need no late night calls from your main b-tch
saying you hers when she f-cking everybody d-ck
ice me, f-ck me better than your wifey
i put this p-ssy to your face now entice me
he wanna f-ck the wild me not the nice me
you see him looking over here where his eyes be
f-ck boy, don’t need no love from no f-ck boy
he got some money, he a boy toy
i tell him enjoy, he in this p-ssy like a pool boy
i’m auntie sugar and he elroy
my p-ssy employed
he taking lessons like a school boy
this p-ssy whip his ass paranoid
he bring my cat joy
these b-tches mad cause they cat boy
my coochie fresher than a altoid
yeah i try to love sh-t and you played me
you only wanna f-ck me and parade me
try to spare these motherf-ckers from the old me
being for a f-ck n-gga bought the cold me
f-ck love, don’t need no n-gga who gon’ hold me
they only want a bad b-tch for a trophy
not beefing with these side b-tches on no wifeys
these nomadic ass b-tches with no house keys

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