Jose Guapo, Shy Glizzy - Hood Rat lyrics

I ain't had a girl in a long, long time
I don't even know what love feel like
Girl how you gon' hang in
The hood all the time
And you don't even know what thugs feel like
I'm screamin' fuck these bitches
It's money over bitches
I smoke one to the head then
I take that to the grave
I'm screamin' fuck these bitches
It's money over bitches
I smoke one to the head then
I take that to the grave, uh

She said she ain't never ever date a thug
That's because all she ever date is strubs
Roll it up, all we ever smoke is drugs
I'm connected, bitch I bet I know the plug
I'm with a driver
Shit I think I'm George Bush
I hope out smokin'
Smellin' like a pound of kush
She wanna fuck my tattoos like the song say
I'm high, so this bitch look like Beyonce
(she bad) the baddest bitch actin' like
She not a groupie yeah right ho
She know she can't even fool me
And she know I'm a hood star
I can't fuck one, she know I need two or more

I ain't had a girl in a long, long time
I don't even know what love feel like
Girl how you gon' hang in
The hood all the time
And you don't even know what thugs feel like
I'm screamin' fuck these bitches
It's money over bitches
I smoke one to the head then
I take that to the grave
I'm screamin' fuck these bitches
It's money over bitches
I smoke one to the head then
I take that to the grave, uh

Let me kick my pimpin', hold up, wait, listen
Met a bitch named Diamond
I told her mines glistenin'
Aww, that nigga main ho missin'
I seen that girl strippin'
Should've seen how I was tippin'
Like clothes designer
My bitches from the hood
Had a bitch that went to Howard
She thought she was too good
Got a bitch that steal clothes
Got a bitch that make juggs
Pick 'em up before they fall
Like a real nigga should
In love, I need a Girl that sell the blanco
A bitch that help a nigga whip
Up all this damn coke
Got your Instagram crush with
Me 'round the yo your bitch be on the pole
My bitches be in fashion shows

I ain't had a girl in a long, long time
I don't even know what love feel like
Girl how you gon' hang in
The hood all the time
And you don't even know what thugs feel like
I'm screamin' fuck these bitches
It's money over bitches
I smoke one to the head then
I take that to the grave
I'm screamin' fuck these bitches
It's money over bitches
I smoke one to the head then
I take that to the grave, uh