F.D.H. (Fuck Dem Hoes)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh] Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight [?] your bitch, she might We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight [Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh] We ain't fucking your bitch tonight Bitch, you can't be serious Say you'll spend the night And bitch, you on your peariad Well you gotta suck this ding-a-ling, then watch my steering Yes I'm bossed up, you answer your phone, it's serious Bitch, I'm shining hard, you know I'm shining bright Got my niggas to the right, is she fucking? She might You ain't even gotta ask, 'cause I'm really getting cash I'ma throw it in the air, while these bitches shaking ass [?] from Magic, then we went to Stroakers Then we went [?], all these hoes wanna promote us Man, they fucking with Fresh, and they fucking with Tracy And they fucking with Bucci, [?] crazy [Chorus: Bankroll Fresh] Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight [?] your bitch, she might We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight [Verse 2: Tracy T] Goddamn, I got too many hoes Don't really wanna fuck no more Chasing them O's, I ain't chasing them hoes 36 O's, yeah, the work gon' go Lose one, double back, get two more Longway [?] Bitch, I know you know we know Won't marry that ho, I'll marry her throat Taresa keep on calling my phone I don't really wanna fuck no more I'm whippin that, whippin that, whippin that blow Yeah lil nigga, it's O's over hoes Fuck them, fuck them, fuck them fasho New coupe, yeah, I'm fucking up a two door Zay T., Young Fresh, fuck [?] These lil niggas ain't fucking with us You ain't 100, nigga, you so so Get it in, get it off, all I know Bankroll swole, yeah, the bankroll swole 'Cause I got to the dough, and said fuck dem hoes Dem hoes I'm fucking hoes in the trap house We get the money, fuck the hoes and put them back out [Chorus: Bankroll Fresh] Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes Fuck dem hoes We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight [?] your bitch, she might We ain't fucking your bitch tonight We ain't fucking your bitch tonight