"Bougie Hoes, Pt. 2" lyrics
(DJ Bandz)
I want bands, gettin' this shit for bands, so I'm gon' murder
You seen niggas bitchin' me, stop lyin', that shit unheard of
She want that brand new CC bag, her pussy worth it
Still tryin' to kill this bitch before I go back in, gotta take two 30's
I got rich, of course I'll show my ass, did them dirty
Pulled up, murked his ass, we crack the glass, couldn't see no certi'
She want that brand new ass, fuck it, call the surgeon
Okay, you talk about what I did, bitch, I, I fuck-
Okay, you talkin' 'bout all these bands, bitch I- hold up
Okay, you keep lookin' at my wrist, bitch, it bust
Bitch tryna drop her pants, I let her in, I fuck around turned her up
Okay, you talk about all these bands you won't get, bitch
Okay, talk about my opps, they dead, on my hip with
Jump out, squeeze that bitch, I blam then burst, and watch her switch glitch
I just made her eat it while we drive, five-percent tint
Niggas super tough when they on live, fuck it, bend and hit
They dropped his lo', oh, no, we gon' bend that bitch
Let him keep on hidin' behind his kids, we gon' run in that bitch
I'm OT, I got bread, dough, gon' send a blitz
This one for my bros, I made the first one for that bougie bitch
I want bands, gettin' this shit for bands, so I'm gon' murder
You seen niggas bitchin' me, stop lyin', that shit unheard of
She want that brand new CC bag, her pussy worth it
Still tryin' to kill this bitch before I go back in, gotta take two 30's
I got rich, of course I'll show my ass, did them dirty
Pulled up, murked his ass, we crack the glass, couldn't see no certi'
She want that brand new ass, fuck it, call the surgeon
Okay, you talk about what I did, bitch, I, I fuck-
I fuck-
I fuck-
I want bands, gettin' this shit for bands, so I'm gon' murder
You seen niggas bitchin' me, stop lyin', that shit unheard of
She want that brand new CC bag, her pussy worth it
Still tryin' to kill this bitch before I go back in, gotta take two 30's
I got rich, of course I'll show my ass, did them dirty
Pulled up, murked his ass, we crack the glass, couldn't see no certi'
She want that brand new ass, fuck it, call the surgeon
Okay, you talk about what I did, bitch, I, I fuck-
Okay, you talkin' 'bout all these bands, bitch I- hold up
Okay, you keep lookin' at my wrist, bitch, it bust
Bitch tryna drop her pants, I let her in, I fuck around turned her up
Okay, you talk about all these bands you won't get, bitch
Okay, talk about my opps, they dead, on my hip with
Jump out, squeeze that bitch, I blam then burst, and watch her switch glitch
I just made her eat it while we drive, five-percent tint
Niggas super tough when they on live, fuck it, bend and hit
They dropped his lo', oh, no, we gon' bend that bitch
Let him keep on hidin' behind his kids, we gon' run in that bitch
I'm OT, I got bread, dough, gon' send a blitz
This one for my bros, I made the first one for that bougie bitch
I want bands, gettin' this shit for bands, so I'm gon' murder
You seen niggas bitchin' me, stop lyin', that shit unheard of
She want that brand new CC bag, her pussy worth it
Still tryin' to kill this bitch before I go back in, gotta take two 30's
I got rich, of course I'll show my ass, did them dirty
Pulled up, murked his ass, we crack the glass, couldn't see no certi'
She want that brand new ass, fuck it, call the surgeon
Okay, you talk about what I did, bitch, I, I fuck-
I fuck-
I fuck-
