old hoes - hitemupty lyrics
n*ggas be like, ty, why you like cappin’ so much?
why you don’t be talkin’ bout sh*t that you really did?
(laughs)
and i be like, man, that sh*t get you jail time for real
but in real life, you know me, i’m the type to pay a b*tch not to keep my kids
why y’all cappin’ like y’all k!llers? on y’all story, n*gga stop it
postin’ all them d*mn guns that y’all ain’t shootin’, y’all ain’t poppin’
cappin’ like they spinnin’ blocks, man, them n*ggas better stop it
said they’ll pull up and they’ll make it rain, i guess i’m mary poppins
all my old hoes mad at me because i’m up, they ain’t on sh*t
b*tch keep talkin’ down on me, man, f*ck that ho, she can suck my d*ck
feel like olly in this b*tch because i’m t’d and really rich
and the glock was actin’ bad, i had to hit it with a switch
i need a bad b*tch, not some sh*t that you see every day, shе can’t be average
gotta bе somethin’ like shay, she gotta be bad, she gotta live lavish
i’m the type to shoot my shot when i shoot, i’m like magic
i want it, i’m gon’ bag it
i like my b*tches red, them light*skinned hoes, that’s honestly all i be f*ckin’
i got a dark*skinned queen, be hittin’ my line, but i don’t really want her, i’m ducking
ion even like her like that, only time i like shawty is when she suckin’
and she swallow kids too, got to the point where i don’t even tell her when i’m bustin’
she ain’t in my city
but shawty a vibe in houston, and i’m tryna make her sing like whitney
man, d*mn, shawty pretty, and d*mn buddy talkin’ that sh*t
man this chopper gon’ spear him like britney
pop up in his city, them bullets gon’ bop him like diddy
i bet we leave him lookin’ sh*tty, we not showin’ pity
no doctor miami in here, but the glock, i got man it got titties
heard she sellin’ weed, man, tell that b*tch i got the bucks for it
her head trash, but the p*ssy good, so it make up for it
i’ma keep it player, i might slay her, but can’t cuff the b*tch
you the type to take her on a date, then i f*ck the b*tch
why y’all cappin’ on y’all story like y’all k!llers? n*gga stop it
postin’ all them d*mn guns that y’all not shootin’, y’all ain’t poppin’
cappin’ like they spinnin’ blocks, man, them n*ggas better stop it
said they’ll pull up and they’ll make it rain, i guess i’m mary poppins
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