Hoes Mad (x24) - Robb Bank$

I got all these hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad

Mean nigga, make me laugh.

Walk up on you with my mac

(Grrr!)

Yeah (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!)

Where the pussy niggas at that said I look like a lick?

Yeah

Know I like to play the role I put my tongue on all her clit (Yeah, yeah)

And if I eat you out must got you real clean up between your legs (Yeah)

Take that as a compliment, dont bump my shit if you sensitive

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 dont pop her pussy when gone shoot her on sight

Hoes mad hoes mad, good girl, I dont 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 im paid, and im made, girl come and get you some

I’m looking at my egg, bitch im sacrificing all of yall

And I got hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad (Get it, get it)

Hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad (Get it, get it, get it, blow!)

I got all these hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad

(Hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes mad, what, what, what)

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 (Yeah)