Lyrics Bobby Shmurda – No Games

I got a bad dime piece to replace ya’ hoe
She just wanna smoke stank and count faces hoe (count faces)
Count faces hoe (count faces), count faces hoe (count faces), count faces hoe (count faces)
So this really where you really wanna take it hoe? (take)
You bad dime piece with no flavor hoe (no flavor)
You should come on over here and let me change ya’ hoe (change)
They be like, «Chewy is you really finna change ya’ hoe?»
I’m finna tell them broke bitches, «Monney make ya’ hoes»
Cuz, all my niggas, we be ballin’ like the Pastors bro
I got this white bitch fucked like a jamaican hoe
The sad thing about it is, she’s a basic hoe
Chewy hot, 40 nigga, all day (all day)
Drop on a nigga? No way (no way)
Shorty know he get her brains blown away (blown away), blown away (blown away), blown away
I’m a hot boy nigga, all day (ahh ahh ahh, ahh ahh ahh)
Drop on a nigga? No way (no way)
Shorty know he get her brains blown away (blown away), blown away (blown away), blown away