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sin city quinn - fuck all you hoes lyrics

[hook : notorious b.i.g]

f-ck all you hoes x8
(get it, get it)
f-ck x16
f-ck all you hoes

[verse one : adam quinn]

a to the q, master of dope, n-gga
say i ain’t the sh-t, what we telling jokes, n-gga
they on my d-ck if they ain’t then f-ck them
boy, i’m from the sin so you know i never love them
she ain’t tryna f-ck bring them in, kick them out
i know plenty hoes that want my d-ck up in they mouth
got a side b-tch but she think she my main b-tch
baggin’ hoes, give a f-ck who i came with
turnt up, and n-gga i’m rolling
keep a squad of dimes on my d-ck like trogans
molly in the bag got a becky in the back
and ‘friday after next’ she gon’ suck me from the back
brang that -ss back, girl that p-ssy on my mind girl
i’ll let you suck my d-ck but that’s only if you fine girl
don’t give a f-ck, becky or latina
she ain’t tryna f-ck then f-ck her, i don’t need her
then it’s… (f-ck all you hoes) n-ggas shouting like preach
we don’t really love them, we just f-ck them in the sheets
every girl that i meet swear to god i’m f-ckin groupies
dropped my new sh-t, now they acting like they knew me
p-ssy juice on my lips, i’mma drink her by the liter
and if her -ss fat, she can be my senorita
juice on my lips, she say she love the taste
i’ma stunt on them forever, counting money i’mma say

[hook: notorious b.i.g]

f-ck all you hoes x8
(get it, get it)
f-ck x16
f-ck all you hoes

[verse three : stick up kid]

i be stuntin’ on them, like a double on them
all eyes on me but i don’t even want them
i keep a bad b-tch, cause i’m a real one
i’ll probably tell my chick to take your chick
now how you feel son
god d-mn it, here’s the plan if you cuffin you leaving
i turned my ex girl out so now she be cheating
she hit me like “baby you remember the time?”
i hit her back like you wasn’t part of the grind
d-mn, a grimey chick can get the middle finger
f-ckin k!ll yourself, like this a head banger
i’m sure i’m not that n-gga the you used to know
ey one everything and you a stupid ho
until world blow i’mma act a -ss, make money
take money, all about the cash
tell these ratchets stop, scottie, they wasting our time
give a f-ck about your feelings, you tampered with mine
f-ck them

[hook : notorious b.i.g]

f-ck all you hoes x8
(get it, get it)
f-ck x16
f-ck all you hoes

[verse three : adam quinn]

i was born to ball, word to your mother
phone fulla b-tches that i f-cked with no rubber
she got a big booty so you know i can’t trust her
seen me on the cover of a magazine
now she wanna ball with a n-gga, figure that
cause the city where i’m from, i just put it on the map
like a mothaf-cking tat b-tch i put it on my back
stixx said he bringing hoes i’m like, “n-gga where they at”
on my wu-tang sh-t ho, i’m all about that cream
and i ain’t talking cake, these hoes knowing what i mean
stepped on the scene, bow, i am the man
i seen it in her eyes, baby come meet the band
uh, we get it poppin’ like july four
sh-t, i used that punchline, david bring it back
uh, we get it poppin’ like breezy
my number on my license plate, baby if you need me

[hook : notorious b.i.g]

f-ck all you hoes (x8)
(get it, get it)
f-ck x16
f-ck all you hoes (x8)

- sin city quinn lyrics

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