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lirik lagu hood bitch – sexyy red

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[verse 1]
all my hoes love me, ’cause i ain’t bougie
hug me real tight, smack my ass, grip my booty
take a n*gga shopping, [?] movie
smoke a blunt with him, watch the n*gga get groovy
i need a real man that’s gon’ know what to do with me
love to get money, and i keep a clean coochie
i like city trends, b*tch, f*ck going to gucci
[?] that n*gga a [?]
you want a hood b*tch? well, n*gga, i’m the hoodest
yeah, i might be ratchet, but i’m stingy with my goodies
all my n*ggas told me that i got some good p*ssy
i’m a big dawg, you ain’t f*cking with no rookie

[chorus]
a hood b*tch (hood b*tch), a hood b*tch (hood b*tch)
a hood b*tch (hood b*tch), a hood b*tch (hood b*tch)

[verse 2]
my s*x good, yeah, ho, i got that gushy stuff
you know your coochie [?] when n*gga up and eat your b*tt
i’m the type of b*tch to f*ck and never hit you up
n*gga, you a sl*t, but for real, that’s what’s up (for real)
i lovе a dawg n*gga, i’m a dawg*ass b*tch
when you eat my p*ssy, only focus on the cl*t
no morе f*cking broke n*ggas, this some rich d*ck
but i’ma rep it up, ’cause these n*ggas got that sh*t (yeah)
i ain’t no lame, i’ma tell you like this (what’s up?)
i’m only tryna f*ck, but i might give you a kiss
don’t try to get me pregnant, you can’t trap a real b*tch (uh)
bust the last n*gga that tried that sh*t
[chorus]
a hood b*tch (hood b*tch), a hood b*tch (hood b*tch)
a hood b*tch (hood b*tch), a hood b*tch (hood b*tch)

[verse 3]
ride ’round town with my n*gga, busting [?]
[?] behind, and they ass getting [?]
don’t bring your ho ’round me, ’cause his ass’ll get tucked
i ain’t said a word, i just gave a n*gga that look
s*xyy with a bankroll, f*ck a n*gga out his clothes
ghetto with some f*cking goals, you don’t like me, b*tch, so
ass fat, glitter thong, eat me til my [?]
he a savage, i turn him [?]
you cheat on me, i crack [?]
basketball player, rapper or a k!ller
lawyer or a doctor, calling all the drug dealers
and i don’t give a f*ck, i like all kinda n*ggas
but i like hood hoes, ’cause they way more realer
s*xyy why you talk like that? ’cause i ain’t got no filter
them ratchet ass hoes, always stealing b*tches’ n*ggas
your girlfriend boring, plus her coochie h*lla little
he choosing on a b*tch, sending pictures of that pickle
wake up in the morning, brush his t**th and grab the nickle
if you a lame n*gga, then i can’t f*ck with you
hoes don’t like me, but they never press the issue
s*xyy with an attitude, i bet i take your n*gga
[chorus]
a hood b*tch (hood b*tch), a hood b*tch (hood b*tch)
a hood b*tch (hood b*tch), a hood b*tch (hood b*tch)
you sure, b*tch? (you sure, b*tch?) you sure, b*tch? (you sure, b*tch?)
you sure, b*tch? (you sure, b*tch?) you sure, b*tch? (you sure, b*tch?)

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