lirik lagu joe goonie - des hoes know
[intro]
these hoes know i showed my ass
(ooh, j~alley, this that one)
talk that sh~t, spend that bag
talk that sh~t, spend that bag
these hoes know i showed my— yup
[verse 1]
you gon’ hear some rumors ’bout me and them b~tches fluke
but these hundreds real and them b~tches blue
you lil’ hoes i done f~cked, this goes out to you
you said we were dating and that was not the truth
givenchy joggies, seven hundred for the top and bottom
diamond link, my sh~t, n~gga, it ain’t hard to spot me
got a b~tch so thick, blowin’ smoke besidе me
talkin’ crazy like, “oh, this b~tch bought this body”
[chorus]
thesе hoes know i act bad
slang that d~ck, shake that bag (let’s get a bag)
you don’t like my jeans, say they wack
poor~ass boy, this two zips of crack (n~gga)
rock a real~life marksman, chucks so heartless (baow)
flurry turn a heat to chillery, feelin’ this cartridge
cast callin’ me now, my boy a dog
we got choppers on the mattress, we put targets on the wall
f~ck boy, this the mile, swear this sh~t for real (sh~t for real)
talk sh~t, get you stumped, send a shot, you k!ll
lil’ hoes gon’ give me no type of thrill (nah)
got so many f~ckin’ diamonds, b~tch, i’m dolla bill (freak b~tch)
let her hold my charm, make them do that freaky sh~t
say i need to learn how to f~ck, come and teach me, b~tch
i’m a whole quarter richer when i leave the 10 (yeah)
stickin’ with that broke n~gga, he gon’ leave your ass
these hoes know i buy bags
we link up, they f~ck fast (let’s get a bag)
your n~gga hip, now he mad
he stay on tip, i stay strapped (40)
give me a second, boo, i gotta get the rollie clean
i stopped the bold sh~t, you might not even smoke this weed
don’t you ever call my phone, play no role on me
now put your legs in the air, b~tch, and hold your feet
ayy, i’m so hands on in my kitchen (skrrt)
ayy, took the mask off, felt like hendrix
2k, tryna f~ck, i felt like trickin’ (i got it)
taught a b~tch so bad, i felt like kissin’
n~ggas starin’ at my kit tryna guess them b~tches (you like these?)
that’s them valentinos, even felt them b~tches
starin’ at it, punk b~tch, boy, the belt go with it
lookin’ for my scale, somebody come smack this n~gga
[chorus]
these hoes know i act bad
slang that d~ck, shake that bag (let’s get a bag)
these hoes know i buy bags
we link up, they f~ck fast
you don’t like my jeans, say they wack
poor~ass boy, this two zips of crack (n~gga)
your n~gga hip, now he mad
he stay on tip, i stay strapped
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