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There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this If you boujee and you know it, you would probably bounce to this There's some hoes in this house, There's some hoes in this house I'm that boy but I been wavy way before I signed a deal Room full of bad bitches and they all love dollar bills Got bitches that bag bitches for me, I keep a couple Queen Latifahs I got me a bad little diva smoking on Keisha, look just like Moesha, yeah Moe tuh duh, E tuh duh You know Fontane the God be the beat killa Do this for the dead homies, Rest In Peace to 'em Fell in love a few times, I don't speak to 'em Lil' woadie said she drippin' like water I might take a sip if it's water And she call me Daddy whenever I text her, whenever I call her Fuck her baby father cause shorty a super freak And she got cheeks for weeks Pussy so cotton candy, but she only trickin' for treats Shawty, she lookin' for ballers, you know she ain't fuckin' for free I'm right at yo' top like a Boosie fade And I got hoes like I'm Gucci Mane There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this If you boujee and you know it, you would probably bounce to this There's some hoes in this house, There's some hoes in this house Man, who ain't got no bitches? You know how I'm living Chase blue check no Twitter, Yeah I don't know no limits Hang with us a privilege, Shawty know I'm different Yeah I smell like money, Ain't no lie I show no mercy when I lay that pipe She call me the D-giver, 2 chains on like I'm the WeaveKiller Michael Phelps in that thang, swimming deep in her Shawty caramel, thicker than a Snicker Back that thang up for a real nigga, making moolah off of my cadence MVS double dollar sign, from the 17 'til they grave us Man, I do whatever I want, all them hoes I got to like one All them niggas, bottles just one? Where they do that? Tell 'em keep up Man, my G is never in question, I'm yo' main chick's obsession Bunch of Garden niggas in my section, shawty dig it, hoes love attention There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it There's some hoes in this house and they ain't afraid to show it If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this If you boujee and you know it, you would probably bounce to this There's some hoes in this house, There's some hoes in this house
Writer(s): Holly Near Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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