fuck white men

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[Intro: Playboi Carti] And I only fuck with thick hoes White ho, let's go, ayy, that's my type, though (That's my type) Yeah, white ho, yeah, yeah, let's go, what? Yeah White ho, yeah, yeah, let's go (AndIonlyfuck with) Ooh, ooh,ooh (Yeah) [Chorus: Playboi Carti] And Ionly fuck with rich hoes (And I only fuck with, yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah White ho, ooh, uh Let's go, ooh, yeah White ho, yeah, ooh Let's go, ooh, yeah (Yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah (Yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah Black ho, ooh, yeah Let's go, ooh, what? Black ho, yeah, yeah Let's go [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Ooh, she just need a nigga, uh, with a check, though, ooh, yeah Movin' too slow, move to the left, ho, ooh Movin' too slow, move to the left, ho, ooh, yeah Hurry up, we hoppin' on this jet though, ooh, ooh And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, uh I'm a skinny nigga, you see these tight clothes, ooh, ooh Piped up, yeah, I'm piped, ho (Piped up), ooh Come and get piped for the night, ho, ooh, ooh Designer drugs and I need some ice, ho, ooh, ooh A lot of hoes, yeah, I need some condoms, ooh, ooh Fuckin' with Yung Carti, you'll get high, ho, ooh, ooh (808 Mafia) You ridin' too slow, are you high, ho? (Skrrt) Ooh, ooh, uh (Slow, yeah) Are you high, ho? Come and sip some drank, pop some pills Come get high, ho (Are you high?) We be on a jet, we so high We on fly mode (We so high) I be flexin' on these niggas, pop But they pop mode Ooh, what? Yeah, uh, uh With my eyes closed Ooh, what? Ooh, ooh, ooh I'm on Bang Bros Ooh, what? Ooh, ooh, ooh I got hella hoes I got hella hoes, ooh, yeah Got that nasty flow (Yeah, yeah) She get nasty though [Chorus: Playboi Carti] And I only fuck with rich hoes (And I only fuck with, yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah White ho, ooh, uh Let's go, ooh, yeah White ho, yeah, ooh Let's go, ooh, yeah (Yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah (Yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah Black ho, ooh, yeah Let's go, ooh, what? Black ho, yeah, yeah Let's go [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Yeah, yeah (Let's go), uh, uh Ho, I'm flexed up Lookin' like who next up, uh (Like who next up) Hold your face up (Hold your face up) I just got my check up, uh (Got my check up) Got my cash up (Got my cash up) You can't get no check, cuz, uh (No check, cuz) Get your bands up (Get your bands up, ooh, ooh, ooh) Face down, ass up, yeah, yeah Walk around the club with your hands up, yeah, yeah (I walk around that shit) Walk around the club, I'm no dancer, uh, uh (I walk around that bitch) Keep that pole on me, I might just blam ya, uh, uh (Blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt) Keep that pole on me, I told him man up, ooh, ooh (Blatt-blatt-blatt) Walk inside that bitch, I made them stand up, ooh, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm a walkin' lick, bitch, where your camera? Uh, ooh (Where your camera?) (808 Mafia) If she want that whole thing, I gave her sample, ooh (I gave her a little though) The way I stole that bitch like where your man go? Ooh, ooh (I took your lil' ho) Fuckin' on this bitch inside the bando, ooh, ooh Suckin' on this dick, they use no hands though, ooh, ooh I just turned this bitch into my main ho, ooh, yeah [Chorus: Playboi Carti] And I only fuck with rich hoes (And I only fuck with, yeah) And I only fuck with thick hoes, ooh, yeah White ho, ooh, uh Let's go, ooh, yeah White ho, yeah, ooh Let's go Every feeling felt just the same