fab futur3 bxtch a hoe (feat. 101 rebel inc.) şarkı sözleri

You're a hoe Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe You're a hoe Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe You're a hoe Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe You're a hoe Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe Uhamb'u tshel'a bantu 'kuthi wen'u jola nam Kodwa no, maw'vaya ma mall, bak' bona naye Hai, sheesh Use a cheat, use a dweeb, mtwan'u cheap Hai sies Uk' bhayel'a ma flower, hamb'o bloma naye Uphushi golf 4, busy ney' mokolo Ak' nqono ng'biz'u Jomo, ngoba wen' une sono Cabanga! Girl you promised me, izulu no mhlaba Wang' sha' wang' bulala - imvubuu ne phanga, ah-hah Ah, kid said it You a bitch, you're a hoe And I don't want you no more, so just go Baby girl, walk out the door It's not like before We used to make love in the shower But this love is like a thorn in a flower It used to be bed stroking Now you got served like the French Open Game set baby girl Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe And I'm really tired of the same old bullshit So you can get down You can get down See, baby you a bitch, you're a hoe And I'm really tired of the same old bullshit So you can get down You can get down I would sacrifice it all but you were askin Who's I'm grindin' on My back's against the wall but she be checkin Who's I'm ridin' on Then discussions would turn to fightin Then you would want the last words You won it, then go on viral You can have my passwords In the house that has picked fences We even added notes that picked you out of em Kick the sentence, now you can have the curve So the mess is the same text So you can still dissect them The very next week I caught you sexin' with my best friend Yeah it's funny how a nigga always thought it was mutual And girl I copped a ring, kept it real, no metro And now you keep complainin' about the nigga that you chose And your pussy worn out, you should go get knee-closed Why'd you miss me? Miss me with that shit My Twitter avatar, you can kiss me on that pic F*ck it, not even Bruce Lee would wanna kick it Now your ass dead broke, you just missed your mail ticket Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe And I'm really tired of the same old bullshit So you can get down You can get down See, baby you a bitch, you're a hoe And I'm really tired of the same old bullshit So you can get down You can get down You can get down, and I won't even bother to find you Vel'u phume, val'u mnyango behind you Had enough of these hoes, I am tired Nama yellow bone ang'sa wadli, I'm on a diet I be on that new shit, tired of that bullshit Beka nou, bengithi ng'yak' thanda Kanti you loose, bitch So it's f*ck what I said, it doesn't matter, no You can join the other hoes, I gave to Santa Claus Remember all the bullshit you told me That you love me, you wouldn't play me SMS'd a kid on the daily But sadly, this kid found out that you ain't steady Everybody close to you told me you loose But I'm out now, this kid is chuckin' his deuces F*ck all the times and shared All y'all bitches can just bungee, I just wish y'all were dead Today begins a new order, yes Baby you a bitch, you're a hoe And I'm really tired of the same old bullshit So you can get down You can get down See, baby you a bitch, you're a hoe And I'm really tired of the same old bullshit So you can get down You can get down Oh, oh, oh, oh Today begins a new order Alliance your possessions You very lives will gladly Be given in tribute to me In return for your obedience You will enjoy my generous protection In other words; you will be allowed to live!
Sanatçı: Fab Futur3
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