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lirik lagu bak jay & fattmack - fan hoes

[intro: fattmack]
yeah, fatt
yeah, yeah
yeah, fatt

[chorus: fattmack]
i’m in houston, like the rockets, fye in my pocket
i made it up outta my city
she want her nail polish and i want molly, so we both feel something in it (yeah)
she want dior and prada, but i don’t know, where this lil’ b~tch been?
but i’m probably still gon’ buy it for her, i’m not trippin’ i’m getting (yeah)
we still getting rich, we still getting chicken, and my opps still broke and still be dissing
i don’t need no ho, like i need my bl!ck
where the h~ll you been?, i still be missing you
i want you here, and you still be dissing
anytime, anytime, you can always visit
got a 4~5 glock, with the 4~5 clip
n~gga, last night i f~cked like 4~5 b~tches

[verse: fattmack]
when i leave from you, i hope you remember me
you’ll never ever see, another n~gga like me
i know that you lie, i still won’t say sh~t
i’ma sit back, laugh, and sip my tris
want my hoes, you want my b~tch
i’ma get his ass gone, if he make my list
in a brand~new time with a brand~new b~tch
i’ma still cook up in a brand~new kit
[chorus: fattmack]
i’m in houston, like the rockets, fye in my pocket
i made it up outta my city
she want her nail polish and i want molly, so we both feel something in it (yeah)
she want dior and prada, but i don’t know, where this lil’ b~tch been?
but i’m probably still gon’ buy it for her, i’m not trippin’ i’m getting (yeah)
we still getting rich, we still getting chicken, and my opps still broke and still be dissing
i don’t need no ho, like i need my bl!ck
where the h~ll you been?, i still be missing you
i want you here, and you still be dissing
anytime, anytime, you can always visit
got a 4~5 glock, with the 4~5 clip
n~gga, last night i f~cked like 4~5 b~tches

[verse: bak jay]
can’t be mad at these fan~ass hoes, lil’ baby, they just wanna take a picture
you get mad, when i pop my perks
i get mad, when you down your liquor
they gon’ hate on me, cause i’m the one that made it out free (yeah)
i’m the one, that ain’t f~ckin’ around
stick in my head like i caught in a jam, d~mn, ooh
i like these drugs, cause it always get me in that mood
you know, these b~tches ain’t f~ckin’ with you
god got me on, i don’t think i can lose
he got shot in his ass, and he fell on the ground
if he get back up, then we chasin’ him down
i remember they tried to play me like a clown, like, whoa
money on my mind, that’s just all i know
i’m on a whole different level than these n~ggas, i think i’ma go
we got the drop, know, i’m bendin’ the low
it’s the summer, but all these ice, it got me cold
in my business, like, why the f~ck you bein’ nosy?
i don’t like that, put the drac to his nose
[outro: bak jay]
you know all these girls, i swear i do not feel like all my brothers, they don’t want me they don’t want me, they don’t want me like, whoa

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