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milfs only - hotbox smook lyrics

**work in progress**
(it’s called a hotbox)
(two)
[verse 1: hotbox smook]
i might pay this b*tch rent, not just for the p*ssy
[?] goin’ short, lil shawnny, he is not no rookie
they see a n*gga finna blow so now they tryna book me
n*gga this sh*t new to me just take a look how long it took me
yeah, i ain’t gon say it was slip n’ slides n’ all rainbows
had some ups and had some downs, you know how the pain go
i can’t let my pain go, buss it like a mango
we can get it dancin’ in my bedroom bae lets tango
man, better say my name hoe, b*tches hatin’ on me sh*t
but you know how the fame go
got up on yo clothes and dump yo* you know how the sayin’ goes
i can’t f*ck with lame hoes, told her hit her knees like its a drill for a tornado
she jus wanna have fun with my monеy like it’s play*doh
i jus put my b*tch, rinse em off in my faygo
b*tch i’m sayin’ my cup rеd, i was in the a wit a baddie out in buckhead
i told my b*tch i love head
[verse 2: shawnny 2x]
mirror mirror on the wall, who the realest of em all
keep my glocky tuck i got no trust when it come to none of y’all
never fear, made my better bed, cuz i got hoes involved
i dont know if this sh*t gon ever end, get off my scr*t*m dawg
n*gga’s hatin, watchin’ from the sidelines think they must be fans
i can tell, that that n*gga broke jus to riches out his friends
i’m smokin’ l’s you takin’ l’s, so take this l again
don’t give a f*ck ’bout n*ggas hatin’, when all we do is win
i need a jayla to look like selena, .45 on me, pop like trina
brown skin b*tch like yung miami, p*ssy pink in 50 panties
make ’em sit down when you can’t stand me
how i make music an don’t won a grammy?
i was so close up to them bar, i ain’t even talkin’ ’bout no xannies
feelin’ like [?], thick white b*tch look jus like [?]

- hotbox smook lyrics

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