tiva – hbic lyrics
[chorus]
i tell a b+tch to shut the f+ck up, you a dump truck, ho you trashed up
finna turn up, pop some bottles, finna go nuts
drink up in my cup, with a fine dreadheaded thug
givin’ me some love, and he grabbin’ on my b+tt, b+tt
these hoes steady eyein’ me, i take it as ’em tryin’ me
i hit her with that boop+boop+boop and now the ho is cryin’, see
my n+gga know i’m classy, these b+tches be chimpanzee
they eatin’ them bananas and they doin’ it for cashy
[verse 1]
keep it pushin’, lil’ n+gga, please tell your friends
you can’t buy me with your clout or your dividends
i ain’t like them other hoеs, let’s not pretend
that i givе two sh+ts about your little benz
i’m a hbic, they some hbos
y’all got movies of them f+ckin’ in your camera rolls
i’m a different type of b+tch, i got money to blow
and i got food in the fridge, and i got diamonds and gold
and i did good back in school, and i got futures and goals
my [?] on every [?], my t++th are white as snow
in other words, i’m that b+tch and you b+tches is gross
now shawty move out my lane, you hoes is movin’ too slow
[chorus]
i tell a b+tch to shut the f+ck up, you a dump truck, ho you trashed up
finna turn up, pop some bottles, finna go nuts
drink up in my cup, with a fine dreadheaded thug
givin’ me some love, and he grabbin’ on my b+tt, b+tt
these hoes steady eyein’ me, i take it as ’em tryin’ me
i hit her with that boop+boop+boop and now the ho is cryin’, see
my n+gga know i’m classy, these b+tches be chimpanzee
they eatin’ them bananas and they doin’ it for cashy
[verse 2]
uh, and i could drop it low
daddy like the way i shake it, move it like jello
uh, pants startin’ to grow
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
[chorus]
i tell a b+tch to shut the f+ck up, you a dump truck, ho you trashed up
finna turn up, pop some bottles, finna go nuts
drink up in my cup, with a fine dreadheaded thug
givin’ me some love, and he grabbin’ on my b+tt, b+tt
these hoes steady eyein’ me, i take it as ’em tryin’ me
i hit her with that boop+boop+boop and now the ho is cryin’, see
my n+gga know i’m classy, these b+tches be chimpanzee
they eatin’ them bananas and they doin’ it for cashy
[outro]
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
the way i move these hips, you would think i’m a pro
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