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gloss up & dubba-aa - love em lyrics

[intro: gloss up]
stripper b+tches started in africa
wasn’t no shame in our black women walkin’ around bucked naked (dubba+aa flexin’)
that’s why i get thirty percent
when can i start?
immediately
(this is the sound)
glossy (tito)

[chorus: dubba+aa & gloss up]
onyx, yeah, vivid, yeah
vlive, yeah, and candyland too
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes (yeah)
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes
magic city (yeah), blue flame (yeah)
pin ups, talkin’ strokers and allure too
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes (glossy, yeah)
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes

[verse 1: gloss up & dubba+aa]
bad b+tch, you a bad b+tch (you bad), throw some ass, b+tch (throw it)
she can’t be in my section, she ain’t bad, b+tch (the f+ck? yeah)
act up with that money on a monday, i’m in magic (i’m in what?)
plenty b+tches with me throwin’ ass, actin’ ratchet (ratchet, yeah)
candyland, it’s a bottle war, let’s see who havin’ it (who?)
throw money ’til the lights come on in onyx, bring your bag with you (bring ’em)
foreign b+tches, don’t like borin’ b+tches, ho, get on the pole (woah)
i’m in here throwin’ money, but got shooters still’ll wipe a nose (yeah)
love them hoes, twenty in a day, i got stripper goals (on god, stripper goals)
forty for this rollie, this b+tch chocolate, doin’ the tootsie roll (the what?)
came in with it stuffed inside this prada, now it’s on the floor
bad b+tches, i love bad b+tches, man, i love the hoes (yeah)
[chorus: dubba+aa]
tootsies, yeah, office, yeah
g5, yeah, and b00by trap too
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes (yeah)
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes
playhouse (yeah), onyx (yeah)
diamonds (yeah), and stadium too
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes (yeah)
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes

[verse 2: dubba+aa]
i might make a mess inside of b00by trap, yeah, yeah
she wan’ f+ck me raw, she tryna get me trapped, yeah, yeah
i told ’em bring a hundred thousand from the back
if they ain’t throwin’ that, then we can’t have no fun with that
i’m in a different mode, f+ckin’ all these different hoes
i might wife a bougie b+tch, but still f+cked up ’bout ghetto hoes
heard she got a n+gga, but she f+ckin’ with me on the low
known to keep a secret, what we do, she’ll never tell a soul
when i’m out in houston, she seduce me and we make a movie
i’m out in georgia and them peaches, they do somethin’ to me
when i’m in vegas, it’s amazing how they always do me
and miami got them exotic hoes with big ol’ booties, yeah

[chorus: dubba+aa]
platinum, yeah, strokers, yeah
rumors, yeah, and allure too
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes (yeah)
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes
magic city (yeah), blue flame (yeah)
pin ups, talkin’ strokers and allure too
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes (yeah)
yeah, i love them hoes (yeah), yeah, i love them hoes

- gloss up dubba aa lyrics

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