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how many - freddie dredd lyrics

[intro]
how many b*tches wanna f*ck wit’ me?
(doomshop, motherf*cker*fu—)

[chorus]
how many b*tches wanna f*ck wit’ me?
how many bullets do i got up in these jeans?
how many f*ckers do i gotta rob for dollars?
how many times i gotta shoot befo’ you holler?
how*how many b*tches wanna f*ck wit’ me?
how*how many bullets do i got up in these jeans?
how many f*ckers do i gotta rob for dollars?
how many times i gotta shoot befo’ you holler?

[verse 1]
how many, tom penny, it is only three ‘o’ clock
i can waste up all my time before i let you hit the rock
foggin’ up my spectacles, you ain’t f*ckin’ special, bruh
just another one, i only see the blade, i let ’em run
choppa chop up f*ckin’ plenty
need the boo, don’t like the henny
get up off, don’t want the fenny
[?]
booze up, sucker, f*ck your mother
ring the plug, i’ll ring the doctor
feel the hurtin’, now you’re certain
want to play, i’ll close the curtain
stop, that does not sign
d*mn, yo’ b*tch is f*ckin’ fine
get yo’ money, it is mine
don’t ask her for ninety*nine
[bridge]
p*ssy, you’s a f*ckin’ p*ssy
skrrt away from double d
i’ma see you once again, i know yo’ ass is in the streets

[verse 2]
it’s ninety seven, baby
put your ass in heaven, baby
rockin’ with this toolie lately
aimin’ at yo’ f*ckin’ lady
i love robbin’, i love doin’ drugs
i love to f*ckin’ cut it up
but when i cut it up, i always end up in the f*ckin’ mud
i wanna rob the plug and rob yo’ mother
rob the f*ckin’ cops
too d*mn high, a lazy b*tch
i wanna turn the gun, oh, sh*t
i barely stand, i barely breathe

[pre*chorus]
i still got b*tches on they knees
and they be prayin’ sayin’, “freddie, who the f*ck is double d?”
who the f*ck is double d?
b*tch, that’s m—

[chorus]
how many b*tches wanna f*ck wit’ me?
how many bullets do i got up in these jeans?
how many f*ckers do i gotta rob for dollars?
how many times i gotta shoot befo’ you holler?
how many b*tches wanna f*ck wit’ me?
how many bullets do i got up in these jeans?
how many f*ckers do i gotta rob for dollars?
how many times i gotta shoot befo’ you holler?

- freddie dredd lyrics

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