YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Gunna, Young Thug - All My Hoes lyrics

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Gunna, Young Thug - All My Hoes lyrics]

Straight like that i hear what you saying
Wheezy Beats

I ain't got no love for these hoes,  yeah
Latest edition on my toes, yeah
She can't get a thing,  no
I'll blow this shit with all my bros
My brother want her, I won't keep her
I let her go, no, I don't need her
Real quick I turn her to a demon, yeah
I got her stretching and she screaming, yeah

I'll put a Patek Philippe on your head (Ayy)
I got twenty bitches in my jet, dawg
(In my jet, dawg)
I'm missing molly with my med (yeah)
Put a couple extras in my red (Woo)
Come and kill everything but the kids (Woo)
Bring me the head and everything else get rid
(Woo) gold on my teeth, the reason I smile
I'm never kidding (Woah)
'Bout to pull up on your
Block, hop out my car, get in your shit
(yeah) my mama told you I was a star
(My mama told you)
I bought my mansion, according to my cars
(yeah) been with me ever since this morning
We just ripping around this bitch
We ain't doing nothing but stunning
(Turn up) got big baguettes in every single
One of my chains (Every single one) , ayy
Spend a big ol' check on every
Single one of my mains (Uh, facts)
I tried to tell you it's
No cap inside my game, no
(No cap inside my game)
I'm swervin' the whole street
Ain't got no lane, no
(Skrt, skrt)

Took a risk and I got richer, put my team on
(Team on) money coming back and forth
Like we play ping-pong (Ping-pong)
I buy half and pour a six, I get my lean on
(Oh, ooh, ooh)
Popping tags, we popping tags
We popping tags, yeah
(Tags, yeah) all these foreigns off the lot
Got paper tags yeah (Paper tags, yeah)
Told the police I can't stop
I'm doing the dash, yeah
(Dash, yeah) ah, can't go out sad, yeah

I ain't got no love for these hoes, yeah
Latest edition on my toes, yeah
She can't get a thing, no
I'll blow this shit with all my bros
My brother want her, I won't keep her
I let her go, no, I don't need her
Real quick I turn her to a demon, yeah
I got her stretching and she screaming, yeah

I'ma tell you like this right now, no
I won't put up with your shit
Ho, you could leave right now 'cause no
These ain't no type of kick
Come to the party, every-time
You know I be lit
I'm fresher than a motherfucker
Looking like a lick
But shit ain't sweet, I'm strapped up shawty
You should know that
Fake love come up in my circle, I be on that
I'm that lil' nigga
And you know that I'ma show that
My brother with me and he
Asking "Where the smoke at?"
You can't come with me
No 'cause you ain't worth my time
When we fuck, I beat that pussy every time
I cut you off, lil' ho
If you get out of line
My new bitch pull up right now
You know I ain't lying
She let me play with it and
Then she start to feening
I pour codeine on that pussy, then I eat it
Just in one minute
I done turnt her to a demon
I get up in it, got
Her stretching and she screaming, yeah

I ain't got no love for these hoes, yeah
(I ain't got no love for these hoes)
Latest edition on my toes, yeah
(Latest edition, baby)
She can't get a thing, no
(She can't get a thing)
I'll blow this shit with all my bros
(With all my gang)
My brother want her, I won't keep her
(I won't keep her, I won't keep her, no)
I let her go, no, I don't need her
(I don't need her)
Real quick I turn her to a demon, yeah
(Turn her to a demon)
I got her stretching and she screaming, yeah
(yeah)

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