Hood Bitch
All my hoes love me, 'cause I ain't bougie
Hug me real tight, smack my ass, grip my booty
Take a nigga shoppin', out to eat, then to a movie
Smoke a blunt with him, watch the nigga get groovy
I need a real man that's gon' know what to do with me
Love to get money, and I keep a clean coochie
I like city trends, bitch, fuck goin' to Gucci
Head trash, dick trash, that nigga a throupie
You want a hood bitch? Well, nigga, I'm the hoodest
Yeah, I might be ratchet, but I'm stingy with my goodies
All my niggas told me that I got some good pussy
I'm a big dawg, you ain't fuckin' with no rookie
A hood bitch (hood bitch), a hood bitch (hood bitch)
A hood bitch (hood bitch), a hood bitch (hood bitch)
My sex good, yeah, ho, I got that gushy stuff (ain't that DJ Chose over there)
You know your coochie fire when nigga up and eat your butt (hmm, look like DJ Chose)
I'm the type of bitch to fuck and never hit you up
Nigga, you a slut, but for real, that's what's up (for real)
I love a dawg nigga, I'm a dawg-ass bitch
When you eat my pussy, only focus on the clit
No more fuckin' broke niggas, this some rich dick
But I'ma wrap it up, 'cause these niggas got that shit (yeah)
I ain't no lame, I'ma tell you like this (what's up?)
I'm only tryna fuck, but I might give you a kiss
Don't try to get me pregnant, you can't trap a real bitch (uh)
Bust the last nigga that tried that shit
A hood bitch (hood bitch), a hood bitch (hood bitch)
A hood bitch (hood bitch), a hood bitch (hood bitch)
Ride 'round town with my nigga, bustin' hooks
Laws get behind, and they ass gettin' shook
Don't brin' your ho 'round me, 'cause his ass'll get took
I ain't said a word, I just gave a nigga that look
Sexyy with a bankroll, fuck a nigga out his clothes
Ghetto with some fuckin' goals, you don't like me, bitch, so
Ass fat, glitter thong, eat me to my fuckin' song
He a savage, I turnt' him on
You cheat on me, I crack ya dome
Basketball player, rapper or a killer
Lawyer or a doctor, callin' all the drug dealers
And I don't give a fuck, I like all kinda niggas
But I like hood hoes, 'cause they way more realer
Sexyy why you talk like that? 'Cause I ain't got no filter
Them ratchet ass hoes, always stealin' bitches' niggas
Your girlfriend borin', plus her coochie hella little
He choosin' on a bitch, sendin' pictures of that pickle
Wake up in the mornin', brush his teeth and grab the nickle (ain't that DJ Chose over there)
If you a lame nigga, then I can't fuck with you (hmm, look like DJ Chose)
Hoes don't like me, but they never press the issue (ain't that DJ Chose over there)
Sexyy with a attitude, I bet I take your nigga (hmm, look like DJ Chose)
A hood bitch (hood bitch), a hood bitch (hood bitch)
A hood bitch (hood bitch), a hood bitch (hood bitch)
You sure, bitch? (You sure, bitch?) You sure, bitch? (You sure, bitch?)
You sure, bitch? (You sure, bitch?) You sure, bitch? (You sure, bitch?)
Realer than these niggas, I keep it a hunnid
Showin' out, I hate when corny niggas get to stunntin'
Put them twenties up, lil' boy that ain't nothin'
Nowadays the bitches is the ones who get the money