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letra de o's and ho's (hotel) - xanman$hawty

[intro]
i love you xanman$hawty, mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah

[verse]
ayy, street pharmacist, i be serving all the fiends
n-gga, what you need? got that purple, got that green
and i’m sipping on that wock, that purple muddy got me sleep
and lil mama tryna suck me, after that, she gotta leave
i ain’t tryna hear about your n-gga, b-tch, get on your knees
now she blowing up my phone, talking ‘bout i ain’t sh-t
talking ‘bout how she way better than my new b-tch
lil b-tch, eat sh-t, new phone, who this?
ice ice, new kicks, ice watch, new wrist
all these drugs got me heavy, big body chevy
and i stay up out the mix ‘cause all these n-ggas messy
and lil mama so petty, lil baby, come s-x me
know just how i get down, baby, don’t test me
lil baby named anna, four in my fanta
baby, let’s make a movie, let’s put it on camera
and she run her mouth too much, so i really can’t stand her
and you know i think it’s s-xy when you catch an attitude
call me “assh0l-”, call me out my name, i think it’s cute
you so rude, why you rude? baby, you’s a d-mn fool
n-ggas used to try to clown me, held your hand when we was in school
put that p-ssy on my mouth and you get wet, just like a pool
he ain’t cool, he ain’t bool, lil man just capping
pull up to the wicked if you really ‘bout that action
we got glocks, we got semis, p-ssy n-gga don’t want no static
and i told that p-ssy n-gga try me again, gon’ let him have it
i ain’t pressed, i’m just laughing, get to them packs, i flip it and stack it
oh, he got touched? huh, tragic, 4 gram wood and you know i don’t pass it
call up jojo, that’s my bro bro, know he keep a .45
and i keep that .9 by my side, n-ggas out of line
you ain’t really ‘bout that sh-t, lil n-gga, why you lying?
put my d-ck up in her guts, blow her back out, now she crying
and i’m busting lil b-tch down, wrist on bust down
and you can talk yo sh-t now, but watch me pull the stick out
lil homie saw a beef he didn’t like, [?]
oh, i wasn’t sh-t then? well, it’s looking like you missed out
and they see me on the gram with my baby, tryna flex
and don’t hit me in my dm, b-tch, i see you kinda pressed
and i’m rubbing on her ass while she kissing on my neck, n-gga (hey, daddy)

- xanmanhawty

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