hoe county - lil donald lyrics
[chorus]
i know them broke n-gg-s hate me
i know them broke b-tches waitin’
so i can f-ck on ’em, cuff on ’em, cuff on ’em
cuff on ’em, f-ck on ’em daily
i want a benz with the tint on it
i want that house with no rent on it
they say it’s plenty fish in the sea
i think it’s time to go fish homie
but how many hoes can i have?
made that ho count up a bag
my new b-tch p-ssy was trash
so i went f-cked on my last
tell that ho count up the bag
tell that ho count up the bag
man i f-cked her and you can’t
that’s why this makin’ you mad
[verse 1]
that sh-t be hurtin’ your heart
i just be playin’ my part
i don’t be stupid with n-gg-s
i just be playin’ it smart
i got that bag like a cart
you can come shop with your boy
i hit your -ss on the mark
i shoot your -ss like a dart
b-tch i’m a dog like scooby
i won’t freeze up, i’m shootin’
b-tch found scratches on my back
she know i f-cked with a cougar
i want the downloaded head
but she got virus, computers
i ain’t gon’ fight with no poodle
i’m a big dog and you knew it
look at this weed, we grew it
look at this dope we brewin’
this is no coffee lil n-gg-
that ho go that sauce here lil n-gg-
don’t want to off you lil n-gg-
but you do too much talkin’ lil n-gg-
you gon’ make me pull up with the chopper lil n-gg-
[chorus]
i know them broke n-gg-s hate me
i know them broke b-tches waitin’
so i can f-ck on ’em, cuff on ’em, cuff on ’em
cuff on ’em, f-ck on ’em daily
i want a benz with the tint on it
i want that house with no rent on it
they say it’s plenty fish in the sea
i think it’s time to go fish homie
but how many hoes can i have?
made that ho count up a bag
my new b-tch p-ssy was trash
so i went f-cked on my last
tell that ho count up the bag
tell that ho count up the bag
man i f-cked her and you can’t
that’s why this makin’ you mad
[verse 2]
look at this money we gettin’
boy we stay down in the trenches
make your head spin like a fidget
if you try any my n-gg-s
how the h-ll you screamin’ money
but you keep askin’ the ticket
just bring some cash with you
got enough and you’ll get it
told that ho count up the bag
bustin’ me up when she fiendin’
put toothpaste all in her mouth
she ain’t gotta go to the dentist
lil caesar, it’s already ready
don’t make me mad, i get petty
won’t let you get fully dressed
pull off before you get ready
so don’t keep on hittin’ my phone
baby i’m already gone
these n-gg-s hatin’ on me
they tryna f-ck up my zone
i done did all different cities
i done see all different b-tches
i done ate all ‘cross the world
but still want my grandma’s chicken
[chorus]
i know them broke n-gg-s hate me
i know them broke b-tches waitin’
so i can f-ck on ’em, cuff on ’em, cuff on ’em
cuff on ’em, f-ck on ’em daily
i want a benz with the tint on it
i want that house with no rent on it
they say it’s plenty fish in the sea
i think it’s time to go fish homie
but how many hoes can i have?
made that ho count up a bag
my new b-tch p-ssy was trash
so i went f-cked on my last
tell that ho count up the bag
tell that ho count up the bag
man i f-cked her and you can’t
that’s why this makin’ you mad
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