letra de wife hoes - lil double 0
[intro]
(what’s the word, c4?)
[chorus]
uh, let’s go, i’m on my grind, they can’t keep up
a hundred thousand on the chain, no johnny dang, eliantte diamonds bust
every day, i drink wock’, mama told me to stop
i ain’t listenin’, f-ck it, i’m drinkin’ it up
i ain’t gotta hide my fire in the crib, she’ll tuck it
n-gga reach for my chain, you out your brain, you must don’t give a f-ck
[verse]
i’m deliverin’ on a ho
gotta know, lil’ b-tch can’t talk no sh-t, she broke
let her go, the ho for the streets like a lightpole
these hoes ain’t good for sh-t but suckin’ d-ck
don’t see why these lil’ n-ggas wife hoes
she gonna f-ck double 0 in a new two-seater
in the hood with my jewelry and diamonds on me
look at this rollie froze, y’all forgot my sh-t from the freezer?
i ain’t gon’ f-ck her, i’m just gon’ tease her
i make the pack touch down, drew brees ’em, uh
trappin’ and servin’, i ride with a heater
you don’t know how it feel to hop out with a heater
she never eat real food, she a d-ck eater
can’t buy a ho sh-t, i ain’t the one gon’ please you
this drac’ got banana clip, follow and blender him
6-0 on your grave, never camo girl, woah
diamonds on my jewelry bitin’, i think them b-tches fightin’ (like woah)
exotic ‘bows for different prices, young n-gga been ridin’ in strikers
how the f-ck lil double 0 in the industry?
i ain’t even got on the road and did no shows
n-ggas been rappin’ ten years, still ain’t blowed
f-ck your favorite rapper, the boy is a capper, can’t keep up, he too old (let’s go)
[chorus]
i’m on my grind, they can’t keep up
a hundred thousand on the chain, no johnny dang, eliantte diamonds bust
every day, i drink wock’, mama told me to stop
i ain’t listenin’, f-ck it, i’m drinkin’ it up
i ain’t gotta hide my fire in the crib, she’ll tuck it
n-gga reach for my chain, you out your brain, you must don’t give a f-ck
i’m deliverin’ on a ho
uh, let’s go, i’m on my grind, they can’t keep up
a hundred thousand on the chain, no johnny dang, eliantte diamonds bust
every day, i drink wock’, mama told me to stop
i ain’t listenin’, f-ck it, i’m drinkin’ it up
i ain’t gotta hide my fire in the crib, she’ll tuck it
n-gga reach for my chain, you out your brain, you must don’t give a f-ck
[outro]
i ain’t gon’ f-ck her, i’m just gon’ tease her
i make the pack touch down, drew brees ’em, uh
trappin’ and servin’, i ride with a heater
you don’t know how it feel to hop out with a heater
she never eat real food, she a d-ck eater
can’t buy a ho sh-t, i ain’t the one gon’ please you
this drac’ got banana clip, follow and blender him
6-0 on your grave, never camo girl, woah
diamonds on my jewelry bitin’, i think them b-tches fightin’ (like woah)
f-ck you, lil’ n-gga, don’t care if you don’t like me
if you make one move, got drac’ like isis, woah (let’s go)
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