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Paroles : 3HOES!
Homicide
Ay, ay
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
n***as think they tough now
b*t*h you pull up on me you get shot down
Baby where you at
Why you really got a frown
Baby let me d**k you down
She got problems with me 'cause I'm brown
Baby I'm at your town
I can't give a f**k 'cause I be balling now
Where the f**k my energy
Moving in with weaponry
n***a please don't talk to me
I just need the weaponry
I just need the energy
Please don't f**king talk to me
Imma have to sell it (ay)
f**ked that lil' hoe, I had to f**k her face
Lil' hoe gon have to do the race
I can't trust a pu**y n***a, no way
Pow, pow, pow
Vision in this b*t*h, yurr!
What the f**k?!
Lil' boy gotta flex on them
Vision, I'm a Warsaw boy, b*t*h you call me a soldier!
Wearing all black, 'cause I never f**king tone them
In my dirty ass hoodie smoking joints with bros, ay
I don't have sh*t, but I want a drop-top
Gotta dream high, just to get that top top
And your shawty real ugly, throw her ass away
Gasoline up in my lungs, b*t*h I'm flying away
I don't take xans, I smoke on that good kush
b*t*hes call me handsome, i get how they push push
Cut my skin real deep just to show her I love
Emotions get so overwhelming I begin flying above
Three hoes on my lap like a f**king hattrick
When I'm high I sometimes begin to feel so sick
She don't wanna f**k, she just wanna take a quick pic
Vision on top, OMAYEH be the clique, clique
Lil' boy gotta flex on them
Vision, I'm a Warsaw boy, b*t*h you call me a soldier!
Wearing all black, 'cause I never f**king tone them
In my dirty ass hoodie smoking joints with bros, ay
I don't have sh*t, but I want a drop-top
Gotta dream high, just to get that top top
And your shawty real ugly, throw her ass away
Gasoline up in my lungs, b*t*h I'm flying away
Three hoes imma flex on
Three hoes, imma flex-
Ayy
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some (They gon' do it, they gon')
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some (They gon', they gon', they gon')
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some (They gon' f**k some!)
Baby I’m moving in with my tec (My tec)
Baby I’m moving in with my chest (Baby)
Baby you can fucc around on my bed, ay
OMAYEH up in this b*t*h, yuh!
Ay, ay
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
n***as think they tough now
b*t*h you pull up on me you get shot down
Baby where you at
Why you really got a frown
Baby let me d**k you down
She got problems with me 'cause I'm brown
Baby I'm at your town
I can't give a f**k 'cause I be balling now
Where the f**k my energy
Moving in with weaponry
n***a please don't talk to me
I just need the weaponry
I just need the energy
Please don't f**king talk to me
Imma have to sell it (ay)
f**ked that lil' hoe, I had to f**k her face
Lil' hoe gon have to do the race
I can't trust a pu**y n***a, no way
Pow, pow, pow
Vision in this b*t*h, yurr!
What the f**k?!
Lil' boy gotta flex on them
Vision, I'm a Warsaw boy, b*t*h you call me a soldier!
Wearing all black, 'cause I never f**king tone them
In my dirty ass hoodie smoking joints with bros, ay
I don't have sh*t, but I want a drop-top
Gotta dream high, just to get that top top
And your shawty real ugly, throw her ass away
Gasoline up in my lungs, b*t*h I'm flying away
I don't take xans, I smoke on that good kush
b*t*hes call me handsome, i get how they push push
Cut my skin real deep just to show her I love
Emotions get so overwhelming I begin flying above
Three hoes on my lap like a f**king hattrick
When I'm high I sometimes begin to feel so sick
She don't wanna f**k, she just wanna take a quick pic
Vision on top, OMAYEH be the clique, clique
Lil' boy gotta flex on them
Vision, I'm a Warsaw boy, b*t*h you call me a soldier!
Wearing all black, 'cause I never f**king tone them
In my dirty ass hoodie smoking joints with bros, ay
I don't have sh*t, but I want a drop-top
Gotta dream high, just to get that top top
And your shawty real ugly, throw her ass away
Gasoline up in my lungs, b*t*h I'm flying away
Three hoes imma flex on
Three hoes, imma flex-
Ayy
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some (They gon' do it, they gon')
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some (They gon', they gon', they gon')
Three hoes, they gon' f**k some (They gon' f**k some!)
Baby I’m moving in with my tec (My tec)
Baby I’m moving in with my chest (Baby)
Baby you can fucc around on my bed, ay
OMAYEH up in this b*t*h, yuh!
