Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ugly Bitches, artist - Kirko Bangz. Album song Progression 2 & 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.12.2014
Record label: Victory Entertainment
Song language: English
Ugly Bitches |
I met this one bitch |
Her name was ugly; |
should’ve known I shouldn’t have fucked with |
But see, when I’m thinking with my dick, everything’s switched |
I’m Shaq boy, on the block tryna' hit a lick |
Like I ain’t give a shit, knowing that I gave a fuck |
Like what if my niggas found out that I was fucking her |
The one we talked about in school, used to chop her up |
But my dick tell me I’m a fool if I don’t chop her up |
I mean she stay around the corner, won’t nobody know |
Besides I’m tryna slide inside, then I gotta go |
Gave her my number, told her to keep it on the low |
She cracked a smile like ,"Trust me, won’t nobody know" |
Stupid bitch had me fooled everytime I pulled |
Up to the house I felt bad like,"What the fuck you doin'?" |
Super head-hunter everynight it’s goin' down |
But that bad part is that she weigh about three hundred pounds. |
Damn |
Man, I done fucked some ugly bitches |
I’mma keep it real dog, I done fucked some ugly bitches |
On the real man, I done fucked some ugly bitches |
C’mon dog, man you know fucked some ugly bitches |
Fuck it, my nigga, I done fucked some ugly bitches |
On the real dog, I done fucked some ugly bitches |
I keep it trill with y’all, I done fucked some ugly bitches |
C’mon dog, man you know you fucked some ugly bitches |
Remember back when I was in school, at that Prairie View |
Where the girls real; |
freaky, fine, very few |
Sophisticated, my conversation has designated |
To get them drawers in the walls like I’m renovatin' |
I never thought that I would find myself fornicatin' |
With a bitch that looked like she had born a baby |
After I fucked, I threw up,"I need some toilet paper" |
Sick as fuck, throwing up, naw I’m just playin' |
But shit I could’ve when her friend said I ate her out |
That ugly bitch man I swear I coulda' laid her out |
I wanted to look for her, but shit I couldn’t though |
Cause the last time we fucked, I let her take a picture yo… Damn |
Shit, now when I’m out here on the road out here doing shows |
Nine times out of ten, I been gettin' chosed |
But sometimes, somedays man, shit be slow |
And I tend to fuck with a bitch I shouldn’t though |
Like that one chick, I call her Red, never got the no |
She caught me as I left the club; |
grabbed me at the door |
And said, «I'd do anything to get a chance with you.» |
«Oh for real, like what?», She said, «You tell me boo» |
«Shit, ain’t no trippin' here’s my phone put yo' shit inside» |
«Come through I got some liqour baby, we gon' chill tonight» |
I got through, seein' her phone and something wasn’t right |
Six kids, the bitch told me she was forty-five… |
What the fuck |