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dem hoes - ed dolo lyrics

[sample: project pat * if you ain’t from my hood]
i don’t know them hoes, i don’t f*ck with them hoes [x2]

[chorus * ed dolo]
rich n*gga f*ckin’ on a bald head ratchet ho
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas who f*ck with n*ggas i don’t f*ck with though
she wanna f*ck whoever high, i guess she heard i mix the blow
she said “don’t i know you from somewhere?” i told her “no you don’t”
rich n*gga f*ckin’ on a long weave sedated ho
trappin’ ass n*gga ducked out with a ratchet rapper ho
i don’t f*ck with hoes that f*ck with hoes that i really want
i heard that b*tch be claim me like i f*ck with her and i really don’t
[verse 1 * ed dolo]
i told that b*tch i wanna f*ck her, truth be told i really don’t
let me get some head or somethin’, truth be told that’s all i want
rich n*gga f*ckin’ on a bald head ratchet ho
i don’t f*ck with hoes that f*ck with hoes that i really want

turnt up in this b*tch, when i walk in i peep the b*tch i want
every n*gga hatin’ on me, i’m probably f*ckin’ the b*tch he want
broke n*gga tryin’ to faux my b*tch, n*gga i betcha don’t
rich n*gga worth like six figures, this the b*tch you want?

how you ‘posed to be my n*gga f*ckin’ with n*ggas i don’t f*ck with though?
i don’t like no popular broke b*tch, that ain’t no b*tch i want
the type to slip the b*tch out with her bestie, then i’m goin’ home
dog ass n*gga, all my hoes tell me i’m dead wrong

[chorus]

[verse 2 * ed dolo]
i told the b*tch i love her, i f*cked the first night, i can’t wife it though
she eatin’ a b*tch, the p*ssy i’m f*ckin’ the front and back my type of ho
trap n*gga, f*ckin’ on a ratchet ass rapper ho
rich n*gga f*ck the b*tch then pass her to my partna though

i don’t f*ck with hoes that f*ck with hoes that i really want
i’m really turnt ain’t no b*tch i can’t f*ck that i really want
let me get some head or somethin’, keep it real that’s all i want
i told the b*tch i’m pullin’ up but truth be told i probably don’t
how you ‘posed to be my b*tch, f*ckin’ with n*ggas you know i don’t?
i told you i’d probably cuff you just to f*ck you and i was dead wrong
trap n*gga she wanna f*ck me because my bread long
dog ass n*gga f*ck yo b*tch then have her head gone

[chorus]

- ed dolo lyrics

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