fritogang – throwback lyrics
[verse 1: malcolm whitelow]
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap
and she move to juvy slow motion
get to workin, drop and go fast
and then she lift her shirt and go topless
goddess, picture perfect kodak type
my gas wrapped and packed tight
liquor burn in my stomach
say that i’m living out my summer days
by tryna top my last night
she tryna top me cus i talk the rap nice
said we prolly met up in a past life
idk but show me, throw your back side
track is clapping had to act an -ss like
[hook 1: malcolm whitelow]
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap (like-like-like)
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap (like-like-like)
[verse 2: mike stone & malcolm whitelow]
i got one on hoe, she a trippy chick
drop acid tablets, watch horror flicks
that hoe think she a demon
exorcism when i beat it
my meat in her mouth but she vegan
got that hoe all in her feelings, aye
she want me here for the weekend, aye
i had to throw up the defense, aye
young smoke puffing on medical, uh
you put the p-ssy on pedestal, uh
smokey would never compare wit you, uh
that sh-t is not on my schedule, uh
i got a bag, fill it with lettuce
still need some more, money my fetish
sh-t is problem never gon solve it
figure i let that sh-t keep on evolving
and i say it like
[hook 1: malcolm whitelow]
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap (like-like-like)
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap (like-like-like)
[verse 3: steve flacco]
kobe bryant, number 8, lakers jersey
looking stupid that’s you b-tch
i’m smoking 6-2 zips like i’m lilo st-tch
i’m swinging at pacifist if they don’t p-ss they b-tch, sh-t
call me cautious, c-ck her faucet, baby stop it
i stopped f-cking ’cause that p-ssy nauseous
you ain’t got no profits, this a prophet
you a bop it hasbro -ss b-tch
looking p-ssy like d-mn
coast to coast her legs close? it’s a no
devil p-ssy i ain’t selling my soul
flacco trip but he ain’t never gone fold
how that p-ssy got you out of control?
ring on her, now you playing monopoly
roll the dice and watch she take ya property
i might just go hire a hit, uhhhhhh
or probably f-ck the crew like i’m motley
[hook 2: steve flacco]
now she my old hoe
and she just wanna throwback
taking one for the team
she gone take your d-ck for the half (like-like-like)
and i’m just on some new sh-t
that’s true sh-t no cap
now she on to the next on
and i don’t ever ever want back, aye
[verse 4: malcolm whitelow]
aye, i don’t want it man it’s out with the old
and in with the new and the now, man i know
that these women be choosing for clout and a cola
the kid just be cooling, she out of her clothes
out for the night, and we ran out of the smoke
out of her mind, and she out on the floor
she showing out, like she bounce on a pole and
i run the show with the crowd and they going
[hook 1: malcolm whitelow]
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap
nah she ain’t my old hoe
she just wanna throwback
cus i’m on some new sh-t
i said that true sh-t no cap
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