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two bad hoes - greatestredefined lyrics

“..scared now ’cause i can’t be f*cking vulnerable, f*ck max!”
5$tar..

[chorus: plaqueboymax]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i got two bad hoes ready to throw that sh*t back
i got three bad hoes ready to suck on it
i don’t want your money, b*tch, i summon it
hate to break ya heart, hoe, but you ain’t subbin’ in
i hate everything if i ain’t having fun with it
she my everything, shawty keep me company
black eyed peas in my pockets, b*tch, i’m pumpin’ it
i don’t ever miss a bag, what is fumbling?

[verse 1: plaqueboymax & redefined]
he just repeat what i do, he a parrot
fly young n*gga, diamonds yellow like canary
[?]
shawty good with the stick, we hermione and harry
growing up, momma told me sharing food was caring
but i’m selfish with my bread, momma, i can’t help you (can’t help)
swimming in this green, b*tch, n*gga, michael phelps (michael phelps)
smoking on this tree while i’m f*ckin’ on her pelvis (yeah)

[verse 2: greatestredefined]
she said “i think i know ya, from the show”, yeah
she bad and brownskin, i might fall for the culture (yeah, yuh)
can’t trust a thot, b*tch, can’t trust a vulture
huh, pistol packing, .9 on my shoulder
yeah, she funny, [?]
my pockets [?], my life feeling colder though
if you lose your stripes, then it’s over bro
fly as f*ck, yeah, my life feeling colder though
hers, hers, yeah, yeah
hers, hers, yeah, yeah
lil mama tryna f*ck, i told her at hers, hers, yeah, yeah
i got hunnids on the table how i like it, in a bunch, yeah
and i’m hungry as a b*tch, let’s go hit in*n*out for lunch, yeah, yeah
when we finna go? like, n*gga, get it done, uh
f*cked her, passed to gang, n*gga, that sh*t give*and*go
my b*tch a drunk driver, told her invest in geico
i told her i make music, she really think i’m psycho
[chorus: plaqueboymax]
i got two bad hoes ready to throw that sh*t back
i got three bad hoes ready to suck on it
i don’t want your money, b*tch, i summon it
hate to break ya heart, hoe, but you ain’t subbin’ in
i hate everything if i ain’t having fun with it
she my everything, shawty keep me company
black eyed peas in my pockets, b*tch, i’m pumpin’ it
i don’t ever miss a bag, what is fumbling?

- greatestredefined lyrics

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