Lyrics Robb Bank$ – Hoes Mad (x24)

And I got hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad
I got all these hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad
Mean nigga, make me laugh
Walk up on you with my mac
Where the pussy niggas at that said I look like a lick?
Know I like to play the role I put my tongue on all her clit
And if I eat you out must got you real clean up between your legs
Take that as a compliment, don’t bump my shit if you sensitive
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disrespect intellectual son of a bitch ?
I feed all my killas seafood like they bang Crip
Tell that lip bitch «come here my dear, you know I invented SSET»
On that acid trip trynna make a left but I write too venomous
Left right, left right, twerk something, on sight
If that thot don’t pop her pussy when gone shoot her on sight
Hoes mad hoes mad, good girl, I don’t like
Big dog, no roof, you a pup, you dig not
She a dog, bitch, no shit you pay her rent or something
You live in a tent like you got booked for Fire Festival
Told that bitch I’m paid, and I’m made, girl come and get you some
I’m looking at my egg, bitch I’m sacrificing all of ya’ll
And I got hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad
I got all these hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad hoes mad
Fuck nigga shot at me and died the same way
Police saw his body and they holler «mayday»
Bitch better not call nobody if you see that thing spray

Gotta get a bitch out the projects, just bought me a AK