ella favela - t.h.o.t.s. lyrics
[intro]
those hoes over there
nah, we ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there?
ella ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there?
nah we ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there?
[verse 1]
these b+tches got my face screwed up like i was sucking b.a.d. candy
i’m on my jessica rabbit, they on their jessica tandy
ya mama should have swallowed, should have taken her plan b
real thoughts move in silence, they don’t understand me
nowadays this sh+t ain’t even a battle of the s+xes
dm full of d+ck pics from young thugs in dresses
half naked for insta fame, this sh+t’s ridiculous
you give yourselves a bad name, and i’m f+cking sick of it
these dimes a d+mn shame, cause you make no change
n0body can shine when all ya speak is ya d+mn name
overdramatic as h+ll ya living telenovella
don’t catch aids to make a b+tch jealous, and fellas?
her booty dont matter if her soul is wack
she built like a coke bottle with the soda gone flat
snap back to reality, fake tits defy gravity
queens don’t compete for miss congeniality
[hook]
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
nah, we ain’t nothin like
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
ella ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
nah, we ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
ella ain’t nothing like
[verse 2]
you like a gin and tonic; me, i be jyn urso
you’re a lap dog, i’m cane corso
when we be talkin’ kim? i’m ra, you little
malcom? i’ll be x and you’ll be stuck in the middle
i play em like a fiddle, these b+tches be high strung
belle of the ball finna be getting her bell rung
keep ya bee stung lips, b+tch, i’m queen of the hive
ya getting f+cked and chucked while i shuck and jive
my siren song will drown you in an ocean of tears
you be calling me collect, i’ll be collecting arrears
in it for the k!ll, you swallow the bitter pill
you been jacking off them big old industry shills
so tell me lil homie, how the big d+ck taste?
was you signed before he bust a nut on ya face?
respect your hustle, how the f+ck am i supposed to?
they use your mix tape as a ten dollar coaster
[hook]
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
nah, we ain’t nothin like
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
ella ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
nah, we ain’t nothing like
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
those hoes over there
ella ain’t nothing like
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