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selfmade da crew - big booty hoes lyrics

[hook:trubanz]
pull up to the club
all we see is bad b-tches
they all black dressed down
and they -ss ridiculous
got the gas in our pockets
we finna burn it up
bring them hoes to the crib
we finna turn it up
big booty hoes, big big booty hoes
big booty hoes, big big booty hoes
big booty hoes, big big booty hoes
big booty hoes, big big booty hoes

[verse 1: demino savage]
she stands bout 5’3″ wit some leggings on
red bone wit tattoos
she stiff on all them broke n-gga
i know she dont want no rat dude
p-ssy poppin up on the stage
i swear she just be teasing
so i pulled dem rack up out my pocket
ain’t wanna be misleading
so she dropped it low
to the flow
start to make her -ss shake
and she grinding wit her face down
bout to make her back break
she clap her cheeks
im throwing bands
franklin and jacksons
i might take her back to the condo
and p-ss her up like rondo
she can!
twerk twerk twerk
big booty hoes
twerk twerk twerk
now shake that -ss ho
i want a hood chick wit ah phat -ss
i want something to grab when i throw this cash
now on go you better shake it fast
ready, set, go
gon drop it low

[verse 2: big dawg]
shake it real fast
twerk it real slow
i don’t give a f-ck
girl just make that -ss go
bounce it up and down like a stripper on the pole
drop it down low
how far can you go
lemme see you twerk it
lemme see you work it
you working real hard i can tell that cha focus
you can’t hide it so its best that you show it
i’mma be quiet i can tell that you goin in
goin in
yes you are im rockin high
you model fine
you ah 10
you number 1
at the same d-mn time (future)
trubandz got a stack
menio got a sack
dinero got a stack
so come b-tch and shake that -ss

[verse 3: trubandz]
and yeah we hit the libra
hit the onyx
blowing racks at benihanas
got money on the flo like king of diamonds
thick red bone like she blac chyna
she shaking -ss
like a stripper
i got the cash i might tip her
imam bring her home and smoke reffa
if the p-ssy good i might keep her

[verse 4: flashy dinero]
she got a phat -ss
small waist
s-xy face
booty so d-mn good eat it like some cake
sike nah but im bout to f-ckin turn it up
hit the roof up wit my n-ggas then i throw some dubs
got so much gas it can fill ya car
so many d-mn bloods it fill ya heart
can’t n0body touch us cause we in the sky
auto-pilot on this b-tch but no f.l.y
still turnt up, we showing out
roscoe dash
bugatti’s my ferrari
two v8’s ain’t talking splash
im trynna f-ck wit two b-tches and three dimes
at the same time
that’s five -sses and one d-ck
now try to get on my grind
like scootie he a skater
heart be beating gators
sec my patna dem
et phone home
we outta here, gone!

- selfmade da crew lyrics

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