Thots

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[Intro] (They got Drilltime on that beat?) Brrr, ayy Big Whop, ayy Big Whop, bitch Ayy, yuh (Drilltime, what you-) Ayy, Drilltime, what you cookin' up? Big Whop, ayy [Verse] I got a bitch name Britney from Palm Beach that hoe so aggy I hit that hoe one time and ain't answer, know she can't stand me I got a bitch name Kiara let me fuck whenever I'm in Tampa Ever since I met her at the show she always let the snap her I got a lil hoe name Cindy that hoe stay tripping She know I can't her on no date, girl, we going to Wendy's I can't cap, whole family fine you know I hit her sister And shе know that she'll never bе mine that why I fuck with her My little bitch Niecy from GA, she stay doing fraud She buy me any pair of shoes I want, I think I love that broad Every time we hit Linny's that lil hoe pull out her card Bitch tried to post me, cut her off, boy I swear to God Baby I don't play no games like that, I wouldn't dare wife that You can have that bitch back Threw a party in that pussy, the whole gang hit that So ain't no pressure on these bitches cause I know they like that Got a bitch named Ciara from the O that hoe too ratchet (Whoppa how you know?) Shit, her son got two daddies My little bitch Chrissy from New Orleans, that hoe too savage I can't lie, you pull up on her crazy she gone shot at you Got a bitch name Tierra from Miama she just got her body did Her body look so good, can't tell she got a lotta kids But a still fuck with her cause lil mama swallow kids The first time I met her, thought she was a model bitch I got a bitch from New York she stay calling me son All my hoes gotta have a license to carry a gun That bitch told me that she dyking but she still let me fuck She know she can't get no money, I ain't no motherfucking duck Lil Breesha got a sister named Teesha and they both freaks They both let me fuck and them hoes barely know me She said that she a pro, told that bitch you gotta show me But they know I fucked the cousin, damn these bitches so creep [Outro] You know that I love all my bitches Don't trust all my bitches but I fuck all my bitches Yeah, yeah, you know that I love all my bitches Don't trust all my bitches but I fuck all my bitches Yeah, yeah, bitch Yeah, shout out all my hoes Ayy, shout out all my hoes Yeah, shout out all my hoes I love y'all that's for motherfucking sure, bitch
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- Whoppa Wit Da Choppa