Lyrics 10 Freaky Hoes - Bandgang Lonnie Bands, Beno

10 Freaky Hoes

Shh, shh
Helluva made this beat, baby
One bitch, two bitch, ten freaky hoes
The labels keep on callin' my phone, tell 'em leave me 'lone, uh
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this cabbage, yeah
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this bag, yeah
One bitch, two bitch, ten freaky hoes
The labels keep on callin' my phone, tell 'em leave me 'lone, uh
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this bag, yeah
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, I’m gon' smack it
Ooh, ooh
Orange fish, blue fish, all type of hoes
Yeah, my bitch on Backpage, she got two phones, ooh
She gon' bring that cash in and call me daddy, hold on
She gon' bring that bag in, break her back in, oh
Them bitches call me Band Man, I got them band-bands
One pussy ain’t enough, fuck her and her best friend, hold on
Baby, fuck with me, that’s your best interest
Pull up to Club Wett with a wet tenders
All these hoes like, «You the best in it»
A six in a two, that’s the best feeling
And when it hit my tooth, it kill the pain, nigga
Shit be lyin', shit be boostin' to you lame niggas
Hey, I ain’t got time for you lame bitches
Me and your favorite athlete fuck the same bitches, ooh
Bitch wanna fuck 'cause my chain hittin', ooh
I’ma fuck this lil' bitch off a pain killer, ooh
One bitch, two bitch, ten freaky hoes
The labels keep on callin' my phone, tell 'em leave me 'lone, uh
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this cabbage, yeah
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this bag, yeah
One bitch, two bitch, ten freaky hoes
The labels keep on callin' my phone, tell 'em leave me 'lone, uh
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this bag, yeah
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, I’m gon' smack it
They caught me red handed but couldn’t see the package
'Cause ain’t no drugs in this car when I’m in Cedar Rapids
When you got that sauce, you gotta take advantage
Bitch pussy so good, I tried to take her panties
I ain’t trippin', baby, let me help you get your master’s
She drop it to her knees, do she need a pastor?
Came to the club with the family, fuck who asking
We the ones with the package, gettin' that bag in
I get a call on them beans, I’m rushing in traffic
Load up a thousand beans then flush 'em to Aston
I paid triple for the cup but it’s one if you ask me
So many hoes in the circle, this shit like a pageant
Take this ID, your new name Ashley
This dick made of plastic, don’t need no magnets
Your baby daddy broke, ridin' in a Magnum
Put a price on his head, get him sewed and bag him
One bitch, two bitch, ten freaky hoes
The labels keep on callin' my phone, tell 'em leave me 'lone, uh
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this cabbage, yeah
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this bag, yeah
One bitch, two bitch, ten freaky hoes
The labels keep on callin' my phone, tell 'em leave me 'lone, uh
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, for this bag, yeah
She gon' shake that ass, yeah, I’m gon' smack it