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messy hoes - nikowoodyear lyrics

[verse 1: plaqueboymax]
huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah
huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah
(*welcome to violet*)
yeah, yeah, uh
i been making money my sh*t through the roof
yeah i stole your hoe cause that’s what shooters do
say you wanna lay a hoe, who is you
i can’t f*ck a big b*tch, never tho
and i wonder why you be jelly hoe
i just see the bread like a telescope
i just got the whip i might go sell it tho
and i drive it always feel like crashing tho
i cheat on my b*tches i won’t tell ’em tho
i just love to stack and smoke on smelly dope
i been doing that like i’m zelly ocho
all my exes turned to jelly hoes
yeah my pockets fat they got some belly rolls
i can’t be friends with you, you zesty bro
and i really ain’t into kissing b*tches cause you never know when they a messy hoe

[verse 2: nikowoodyear]
f*ck is we talking ’bout
he talk on the net and he do anything for reactions
splitting that pape with my bros like a fraction
pull up to the spot and i’m like “what is brackin”
money low he can’t even think ’bout my bracket
his b*tch pull up on me, i beat from the back end
six*hundred k check off of music i cashed it
everything that i say can be a f*cking caption, huh
put your music in the trashcan, huh
i beat his b*tch like i’m kankan, huh
i woke up in this b*tch blasting, huh
cheat on my b*tch i done broke her heart
wrist on anemic, my neck in the freezer
the way this sh*t hitting i froze my heart
don’t care if we date, i ain’t posting her
lil buddy a bum he ain’t close at all
[bridge: plaqueboymax]
uh, 2×2 yeah, doubled my bags
that was your hoe yeah, oh my bad
bad b*tch on me, i dove in that
too much money i can’t be sad
need me a wifey, just like riri
my money flow b*tch, just like fiji
yall study hoes b*tch, can’t they kinky
too much money might cop a beamer
so much money my life getting risky
crazy i ain’t know who was f*cking with me
then i woke up the man of my city
sippin’ on drank sh*t got me p*ssy
i was born with a sipping addiction
farm on me, got too much chicken
calm on me my blue jeans denim

[verse 3: nikowoodyear]
i’m off the pill
i’m in this b*tch rocking ‘strawberry hills’
vetements, balenci, down to my heels, for real, okay
yo’ b*tch wanna pull up, put d*ck in her face
no.9 on my jeans, no.9 on my waist
i just f*cked that hoe twice then i threw her away
yea, h*llcat speed b*tch, i’m finna race it
he talk on the net watch that boy get erased
shrooms, i’m on the moon
yeah baby i’m coolin’
if i gave you my swag you wouldn’t know what to do with it
got my advance money, h*llcats i got two of ’em
he beef on the net i ain’t with all that foolery
my slimes ‘ll pull up and they taking his jewelry
been getting money this sh*t is not new to me
how many b*tches could fit up inside of this whip? ain’t no limit cause all of them choosing me
i got them racks coming in on the first and the fifth, i pop thirties cause i am a hooligan
lil buddy gon’ do what i say, if i tell ’em to pull up and shoot he gon spray with the cooling kit
swapped out my roster cause i needed some newer b*tches
ain’t missing out cause that lil p*ssy ain’t exclusive
i just stay fly on my cool sh*t
i just went doubled my g’s, this ain’t gucci
[outro: nikowoodyear]
(*welcome to violet*)
i just went doubled my g’s, this ain’t gucci

- nikowoodyear lyrics

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