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blvc svnd - fake ahh hoes lyrics

[verse 1: blvc svnd]
b-tch i’m rocking jordans with the black white steed
and my sugar mama 40, she gonna pull up in that beamer
i’mma clean that p-ssy, then she call stanley steamer
b-tch i’m smoking bunch of woods, feel like a beaver
smoke on that gas, tell that lil b-tch i’m smoking premium
hoes wanna f-ck ’cause they know i can beat it up
i gotta [?] so i can boot it up
i’mma call your b-tch and tell her, “toot that little p-ssy up”
used to beg for a hug, now the hoes show me love
i know this, wouldn’t have these many hoes on my nuts
[?]
i want ice on my wrist [?]
[?]

[verse 2: tim lynch]
b-tch how i feel, now ya boy off the pill
i was f-ckin’ on your b-tch and i was eatin’ all your meals
thug off the chain, i don’t need me no deal
i just be with my brothers and that keep me in still
n-ggas be capping, these n-ggas ain’t real
we ain’t stealin’ no spot but we shootin’ to k!ll
f-ck how you feel, me and nas keep it real
we like starsky and hutch, just keep your lips sealed
n-ggas like me be in the cut not givin’ a f-ck
pipe down, we ain’t doin’ nothin’, b-tch n-gga ain’t know nothing
talk that sh-t, but they ain’t gon’ do nothin’
just pull up to the block and you know i’m shootin’, son

- blvc svnd lyrics

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